It runs all the way down, flanking both sides. I pretend it's a moat for protection. So lush in some places it's difficult to not touch with your car as you drive along.
"Leaves of three, let them be." But I'm much more used to seeing poison oak than ivy, so my stupid ass stands a chance as well. The worst in my opinion is poison sumac, because I'd never seen it in my life before moving 5 whole hours north and it looked to me like a regular old fern-like plant.
It was not. What it was was all over my whole face.