It’s Raining Acorns

During the summer I sometimes walk to the mailbox in bare feet. Not now unless I want an acorn related injury.

Autumn like spring is a season of transition. Once again New England will be brightly lit in color after a summer of soothing green. In spring everything is born. In autumn everything is dying.

You can hear the transition in the leaves. Their noise in the wind is different now. They’re less able to stand firm. There’s more flutter.

It’s begun to rain acorns.

At first while sitting alone in the family room late at night I wondered what the pinging sound coming from the deck was. I’ve got it figured out now.

During the summer you can walk to our mailbox in bare feet. Not now… now unless you want an acorn related injury.

Fall is pretty, but I know where this is heading.