Thursday, April 19, 2012


There seems to be a bumper crop of pine cones this year.  My next door neighbor's trees are surrounded by fallen cones.

This sight cracked me up, I must confess.  When my grand daughter was only about two, her parents took her on a picnic.  They discovered that their usually sunny and happy little girl shreiked hysterically at the sight of a pine cone.  Later that same summer, I took her for a walk in the woods and she had to be picked up and carried around any pinecones we came across.  It made for a pretty short walk.

My theory is that she had overheard the expression about bears doing in the woods and in her two year old mind, that is what she was seeing.  I'm sure she must have been wondering why the otherswise sane and sensible adults in her life would think it a good idea for her to set foot near such disgusting piles,


  1. It would be interesting to know what had started that deep seated fear. They are prickly and do not invite being picked up.

  2. Funny! Wonder why it's such a bumper crop?

  3. Too funny, but, uh ... not sure I appreciate the image! Anyway we have a lot of pine cones here as well -- it must be an every-other-year, or every-third-year kind of thing.


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