Thistles

 

A rose from the garden
I managed some gardening yesterday.
It involved weedkiller and giant thistles.
"Somebody" thought it would be nice to grow a thistle with its purple flowers. A Scotch thistle. To be fair, it did look nice-ish.
Somebody clearly did not, however,  realise that these things have seeds that spread like the devil and sprout.
I found one in a corner of the garden, disguised, and huge. So huge.
There was no way on this earth I was tackling it, so out came the weedkiller. This thing was massive. By the time I'd generously doused the thing, I felt that was enough, really. I'd done my dash.
So that was pretty much my gardening endeavours over the weekend.

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