Sunday 18 August 2013

It's Raining Spruce Cones

    Bang... bonk... bing.   Maybe I should put a hard hat next to our back door.  We have a spruce tree growing very close to our house, and every year around this time, you can hear a heavy rain of spruce cones bouncing off our metal roof and wooden deck.  
    This yearly ritual is brought to us by the busy squirrels who are biting off the cones high in the tree, then letting them fall to the ground, where they collect them and carry them off to their homes, so they can snack on them throughout the winter.  Until they complete their task, our lives will be syncopated by the raining projectiles and and our roof, deck, and all the other flat surfaces around the spruce tree will be covered by the small green spruce cones.

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