48. Nettles

Bryce's friends Mike and Kate were wonderful enough to take us on a lovely walk through the English countryside. When I asked if they had poison ivy, because we were seemingly swimming through it, they replied "No, but we have nettles." After Bryce heard that they were little thorny weeds that caused an itchy and burning rash he immediately darted off through the overgrowth in search of a bed of nettles to throw himself in. Thirty seconds later he came back whining "Dag-Gone these things hurt." Here are some pics from our walk including a hill full of nettles that includes our path (somewhere). Also check out the sweet hedge sculpture and the immaculate lawn that necessitated a grass angel.