We have a couple of species of thistle that always pop up in the paddocks, thanks to the profusion of seeds that they disperse in the wind. If I see "California" thistle (Cirsium arvense, also called Canadian, but it's neither...actually native to the Eurasian steppes) I destroy it with prejudice. This stuff is nasty, a perennial with a habit of sending roots up to ten metres long to shoot up new plants in clumps. Scotch thistle, or Cirsium vulgare, gets a reprieve and I allow these to grow until they flower and attract bumblebees, but chop and drop before they set seed. They have a nice deep taproot that hauls up lots of subsoil minerals, and I like their spiky, punk aesthetic. When I chop them and they wilt, the prickles lose their stiffness and the sheep will often eat them a couple of days later.