Recent photo of entrance to Roosevelt Center, through the Underpass Garden.

Invasives and other unwanted plants 99 percent gone

Two years ago I wrote “Let’s get the English ivy of our trees” about my local garden club’s work removing English ivy from trees in our historic town center. While other volunteers were working in our target area, I moseyed over to where other ivy-covered trees caught my eye – around a pedestrian underpass leading to Roosevelt Center (shown above). It’s an underpass that’s almost unique to this New Deal-designed and -built town, a rare American example of the garden city movement popular in Europe. 

Here’s the utter mess I was drawn to, with not just English ivy growing up into trees but an assortment of other invasives and unwanted plants.  To the surprise of no one who knows me, I became obsessed with the clearing of all of them, driving there almost every morning to work on it. I can happily report that after two full years, those plants are 99 percent gone. And it is sooo satisfying!

One of the obstacles was a large patch of poison ivy that I was hesitating to tackle, after two bouts of PI already.  But a I complained about this to a friend, she declared her immunity to poison ivy and went right to work removing it. 

Weirdly, the masses of invasives were only on one side of the underpass garden. One side was pristine – no weeds, just mulch – while the other side was a total mess. The city crew just gave up on the messy half at some point. 

Pruning

Oakleaf hydrangeas in May, 2025.

The garden is dominated by 50+ full-size and gorgeous oakleaf hydrangeas that have been growing there with no maintenance at all, for decades. They have enough space to grow full size, so all they needed from me was to remove all dead bits. Carloads of dead branches. (They’re native to the Carolinas and southward, but not here in Maryland. I guess I should call them a near-native?)

After a long season of bloom, their real glory is in the fall, which is why I recently wrote about them on a local blog, hoping more people would notice their beauty and also hoping to drum up support for the garden. That’s when I named it, with a name I hope will stick – the “Roosevelt Underpass Garden.”  

Another woody plant in the garden is a large viburnum shrub that had been smothered by a shrub honeysuckle and grape ivy and other vines. It’ll take years, but eventually this old viburnum may have a nice natural shape again. Anyway, I love a pruning challenge!

Planting spring-blooming perennials

Last month the garden club held another work event to plant the 50 Packera aurea (a/k/a golden ragwort) that the club donated for this spot. Two club volunteers are shown here doing the planting.

To show my town how these new perennials will look next spring, I included this image of Packera aurea blooming in my back garden. The mostly evergreen perennial is native to this region, can take full shade, and spreads profusely. It’s my favorite native perennial.

In addition to planting the Packera, we moved a whole slew of Solomon’s seal that had spread too much and moved them to the bare spots in the garden.

Next, the underpass needs some love!

As I wrote in the blog post for residents, “All those beautiful plants AND our beautiful and historic public square are at the end of this very ugly underpass. But on the bright side, its historic importance and prominence make it an exciting spot for public art! I like to imagine all that concrete covered by an exciting mural that welcomes walkers into the heart of Historic Roosevelt Center (and includes the Roosevelts somehow).”

I’ve been talking up murals for our two historic underpasses (both in poor repair and decidedly ugly) ever since I moved here 14 years ago, with little to show for it – yet. But blogging about this prominent city garden and slipping in some mural advocacy at the very end – that’s part of my campaign. I also use the more direct approach of lobbying city leaders for murals and other improvements to the underpasses. Part of my pitch now is that the town’s garden club had done its bit; now let’s call in the artists!

Another example of how gardening can build community pride and even honor a town’s history. Hell yeah.