So here’s a picture I took today.
It’s the same “trio” that I’ve been showing you all along—only you’ll notice that the trio is now only a duo. About a week after that last walnut update, the leftmost one either aborted or was pulled off by a squirrel. (Or possibly by an overly enthusiastic neighborhood youngster.)
The branch they’re hanging from is now drooping well into the grass—the nuts are that heavy. I had to kneel to take their photograph. You can see the lawn between the leaves in the picture above.
And the squirrels are getting pretty excited about the whole thing; we’re starting to see more and more nuts on the ground, opened with distinctive squirrel bitemarks.
Aunt Carole has already been by and scoped them out. She asked for dibs, and of course we said yes. We know she’ll share some of them with us once they’re hulled and shelled.
Mmmm . . .
Black walnuts.
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