Fall Intimidation

Bang. A few minutes pass and another bang. Our majestic black walnut tree is dropping its golf-ball-sized walnuts onto our backyard shed's tin roof. We feel like we're under constant bombing -- though the innards of these shells are nourishing not harmful.

"Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long near water, begin to rust. Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons."
~ Gretel Ehrlich, The Solace of Open Spaces