Stylish Headware

After another trying round with the mysterious forces of the chaocomplex I found myself walking in the rain and suddenly feeling a little better. The two little ones and I came across a branch the wind had wrenched off some kind of red oak, and it lay supernaturally fresh and green on the wet sidewalk, loaded with these most buxom acorns. It looks like it might be a good winter for squirrels, at least around here, the trees have been productive.

Nice that acorns are a good size and shape to be grasped in little squirrel paws, just as the lusciousness of a plum fits so luxuriously in the human hand as if they were made for it specifically, hand for fruit, fruit for hand.

Mother nature is a difficult mother oh but what a mother.