I dig them out in the spring, mow them down in the summer and burn them as they start to dry in the fall.
It’s a battle and I’m not on the winning side.
They stick to our clothes and our kids and our dogs.
They follow us into the house breaking into tiny pokey pieces until everything we own seems to be infested with their little hooks.
I do not like the burrs.
Though, some mornings, with a touch of sunlight and a bit of spiderwebs, they are quite striking…
…but this is war, they go on the burn pile tomorrow!
I’m linking up with PhoTrabloggers Mundane Monday Challenge pop over and see what other mundane things people have taken beautiful pictures of this week!