Kudzu, kudzu, everywhere, and not a leaf to spare. In Georgia if you stop on the side of the road to pick kudzu there might be RoundUp or other neurological poisons sprayed by the counties, or you might get shot by someone who hates kudzu and hates trespassing worse.

Today I saw 2 fawns eating in the open by a busy street. I hope they did not try to cross the road.