Yesterday we had a permit to burn some rubbish about the place. We have had some decent rain over the last week so it seemed like a good time. We still had the fire trailer ready just in case something went wrong, which it didn't. There were six fires burning.
The small boy calls these 'spikey things'. He is often covered in them. They are Cobbler's Pegs, or farmer's friends or sticky beaks depending on what you call them. They are a menace at this stage but we are slowly winning the war against weeds about the place.