The pitter-patter of tiny --- acorns

There's probably a lesson in the mighty oak tree planted years ago at the northeast corner of the Lewis Building on the historical society's museum campus. Like, "from tiny acorns mighty annoyances can grow."

I think it's a white oak but wouldn't bet the farm.

We're not complaining too much --- it's a beautiful tree.  But that tree now forms a canopy over the corner of the building where the office is located --- and the Lewis Building has a metal roof.

So come autumn, the pitter-patter of not-so-tiny acorns on the roof accompanies every activity conducted there --- and sometimes startles guests (and staff).

The acorns also cover the area of the parking lot under it, are crunched by vehicles and greatly enjoyed by chipmunks, squirrels --- perhaps even the groundhog that lives under the neighbor's tool shed.

It'll all be over soon --- for this year. We'll sweep away the debris, power wash the concrete and settle in for winter.

Usually, the acorns separate into parts when they hit the tin (or concrete). I found these two yesterday afternoon, however, safely landed in the grass.