Walking a lovely tree-lined avenue can be a dangerous proposition these days. The squirrels have no appetite for these thorny projectiles and perch high in the branches laughing while pedestrians jump at narrow misses. The ravens, however, are thrilled and gather to pick through the debris for choice bits: those they cannot crack in their bills are dropped from a height to shatter against the sidewalks. I suspect they choose their moments.
Sounds like it is time for a stylish plastic chapeau.
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Oh yes, indeed – One with a very wide brim!
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And a chinstrap!
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LOL – so those autumn winds don’t blow it off!
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That’s it!
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