Nuts
Noel Laflin
11-1-20
Santa Ana winds shook down a gazillion acorns in the park across the street the other day, so I filled my cap as the pickings were plentiful - with maybe fifty or more - and brought them home.
I lined up ten acorns on the backyard fence where the squirrels like to run, and scattered the rest throughout the garden, thinking I might confuse them into wondering where the oak tree has been hiding all this time.
Two days later, and not one acorn can be found out there.
They might have been momentarily confused, but determined little hoarders nonetheless.
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