Came out the other day to a familiar autumnal racket. Pine cones were tumbling out of the trees in the front in rapid fashion. I actually stopped for a minute to watch the activity. A couple of squirrels were busily scrambling from branch to branch, knocking off the cones. One squirrel stopped for a minute and gave me a piece of his mind. They eat some in the trees, but knock most of them down for winter storage I guess. There have to be a couple of hundred on the lane and lawn which makes Allyn mad.
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