Prickers

I guess I never knew that thistles blossomed - who else thought the prickers were the flowers?


Chugging along on a set of encased silver foil beads. I like the two grass green ones that are deeply lobed. I am no more certain of where I am headed with this set than the last time I blathered on about them. There are enough for a bracelet - maybe it's time to stop.


This stand of thistles is about eight feet tall. Absolutely magnificent, another plant native to upstate New York that is maligned as a weed but is indeed very beautiful.