For the past two weeks we have been under aerial assault. We were sitting at the kitchen table when we first heard the loud "bang, bang". We are used to a few evergreen cones falling on the skylights, but after the first couple of drops, the barrage continued for the next half hour and then resumed at various periods over the coming days. Once, when I stepped outside to see if I could catch the perpetrator, I saw a squirrel up in the tippy top of the Norway spruce. We have both red and gray squirrels and I could not tell which it was. The yard under the trees was scattered with the long cylindrical cones - perfect ankle turners! We have several trees that line the road, so that had been covered in cones also. In the front of our house, along the road, we have several large cherry logs and smaller miscellaneous logs waiting until my husband has the time to deal with them. When I looked out the front window on Monday afternoon, I saw a large pile of cones in the middle of the logs and the road was clear. My first thought was that my husband had piled them up as a trick for the little babe. When he said that it wasn't him, I then thought that one of the neighbors had got tired of driving over the crunching obstacle course and had tossed them back into our yard. My husband thought that was unlikely, pointing out the fact that there were cones shoved in several smaller holes within the pile, and so he turned to Google to do some investigative research. Apparently, the stash piling culprit is a squirrel, and according to this article, probably a red squirrel.
I noticed that the oak trees in our neighborhood have produced an extremely large amount of nuts also - they are backed up in one person's sloped driveway like downed logs in a stream. So maybe we should pay attention to the signs and get our supplies stocked up for winter. Darn, does that mean more knitting?
"Squirrels gathering nuts in a flurry/Will cause snow to gather in a hurry."