I didn't think to start pictures before I pruned away loads of wisteria vines to the point where I could find the boxwood underneath. I caught wisteria just as it caught onto low hanging pecan limbs.
North (front) side
Wisteria grew out the top and gracefully hung to the ground, an awesome sight in bloom but I did not enjoy seeing it, knowing what was coming. The fragrance was incredible and I could not help enjoying it.
Lacking children to play underneath boxwood I just cut wisteria sprouts so the tractor's root rake could slide in there and lift up a ton of mess that I didn't have to pull out by hand. We discussed whether or not to pull up the whole thing but it would mean trying to separate the boxwood and replant, or figuring out what to put in a hole the size of two bathtubs end to end.
I'm left with wisteria sprouts to keep clipped for the rest of my life but they will be better contained. The original half dozen box, planted much too closely in a tight row had spread 5 feet in each direction forward and back. There are new boxwood on the west end more than 4 feet tall, limbs that lay on the ground and sprouted roots.
Method used here to renovate box is to cut one side leaving a facade on the other. Leaving the front half hides the uglies with enough greenery left to sustain ancient plants. They look like trees on the back side, tall enough for the mower to take care of sprouts in a 3-foot swath.
I'll be snipping and pruning for weeks, training growth as the front facade grows denser.
This morning I took time to prune low hanging tree branches that tend to snatch the hat off the head of He-Who-Mows as he tries to go under them, two more Beverly Hills yardman loads of green to haul off.