William and Toby love thistles and this monster was growing in the meadow strip, over four feet high and bristling with spiky leaves and flowers the boys watched as it was carried towards the stable. An early evening treat after a day spent grazing the paddock, they like to pull the leaves out of each other’s mouths. Their lips are soft to the touch and the thistle too prickly for me to pick up without thorn proof gloves so it’s hard to understand how they can enjoy eating it, it’s consumed within a couple of minutes. A sunny day with warm sunshine.
