Our resident squirrels have been busy knocking bristly acorns out of the bur oak that towers over the back of our lot. We've also seen a few stray acorns from our northern neighbor's red oak, smaller than those shed by the bur oak, almost dainty by comparison.
Strolling along the edge of the woods before dinner this evening, I spied a cluster of spiny yellow husks hanging from a vine-covered Ohio buckeye tree -- home-grown good luck. I picked 'em all.
