After finishing the third episode, I muttered 'who writes this stuff' under my breath because the dialogue was so clumsy.

The garden was overrun with thistles after the long, wet spring.

If you're buying a souvenir, I'd choose this one because it's handmade.

Foragers collected thistle sage seeds from the coastal dunes because the nutty seeds were once a staple similar to chia.

We can't share the full plan yet, but watch this space — we'll announce more in a few weeks.

The audience gasped, and with this the magician disappeared.

He still keeps the old watch his grandfather gave him to this day.

When the rules kept changing, he muttered, 'fuck this for a game of soldiers,' and walked out.

The meadow was dotted with tall purple blooms, but one cluster of wood-thistle caught my eye.

Among all the patches in the meadow, the thistliest corner was impossible to approach without gloves.