Wisteria never misses the chance to go exploring. As soon as flowering is done, new shoots start wandering, yard after yard. From my yard into your yard.

The overhead whips are the easy targets for pruners. Who can ignore that, all of the sudden, there's six, eight, ten feet of wildness wigging about?

But the real shocker is wisteria as overland explorer. Prostrate shoots dart out right at ground level, so low they duck beneath the lawn mower blades, and so fast and far they can get to the far side of plausible, not to mention your garden.

August is prime hunting season. Here's this week's catch from my east-most Wisteria macrobotrys, whose flowers and seed pods are such a show earlier.
My quarries are drying a punishing death in the sun. The longest stretches diagonally across my "biggest" lawn, which is admittedly not much more than twenty feet square.

Eighteen feet from tip to tip. The shoot's a brute!

I'm proud, actually, that I have beds eighteen feet across and more—I only found the base of this shoot when I was attacking all of them radiating out from the base of the mother plant and vanishing into the adjacent jungle of groundcover, shrubs, and monster perennials. The tip had yet to appear at the far edge.