The trials and tribulations of having children.

Just moments after asking our kids to not bury their toys in unmarked spots our youngest walked out into the water with a highly favoured LOL Doll and promptly buried it about six inches down in the sand a foot or so deep in the water and then wandered away. Only to exclaim that the toy was now needed greatly, and Oops, I have no idea where I buried said toy! So after a brief stop back at the house for a hard rake and a long handled shovel I was back in the water digging. Where I remained for nearly an hour in a fruitless attempt to recover Queen Bee.

So no, at this particular moment I don’t suggest you have your small children bring along their favourite toys to a trip to the water front/beach area. It will only lead to anger and sadness, and I’m sure my youngest was deeply upset aswell.

In other news I pulled up about sixty, nine foot plus tall Thistles yesterday, and I’m still discovering embedded thistle needles in my hands, even with the heavy duty gloves I was wearing for that exact purpose. Nasty buggers, the lot of them. Pulled them up at the base of the stem by the root. For the most part I managed to get 6-8 inches of taproot, but rarely the whole thing. Good enough for a week or two without them coming back.