Blackberry brambles everywhere. Constantly have to knock down the shoots that pop up all over the yard, and that's a prickly and tricky task. Even handling the sample for this drawing was difficult to manage without stabbing myself. Even the leaves have a wicked, spiny ridge of hooked thorns along the undersides.
Most of the flowers are long gone and well on their way to becoming very tart, lip-puckering blackberries (yummy in baked goods or jams though!), but I managed to scour the 6-foot tall hedges and find a lone holdout of fragile pink blossoms.