There were always plenty of nettles growing in wild patches when I was a kid, which gave you a nasty sting when you brushed past them, but never any thistles. I guess the North of England just isn’t far enough north?
So can you guess where I went on my travels recently?
I’ll give you a clue.
The thistle is this country’s National Flower and its National Animal is . . . a Unicorn!
This is my neighbour’s tree, which I love because it is the only one near me that is deciduous and waves its bare branches in the pink winter skies.
Most of my trees are evergreen, like my Eugenia. My large Syringa will eventually shed all its leaves, but at the moment it’s still looking very green. It better get a move on though, as the sun is starting to come back already!
And it’s only chilly until the sun rises higher in the sky, then, barring any storm fronts heralding gales, the day rapidly warms up.