A Sign That Fall Is Near

Green is the color of Autumn

The Squirrels and the Jays are hopping and scurrying around with great excitement. The Oaks, (mostly Live Oaks), have begun to rain raw acorns, pelting me in the head at times, and blanketing even the street with the Green Gold that is a spectacular windfall for the critters. I don't know how these guys think, but even with the Jay's higher intellect, I think that the evolutionary urge to grab as many Acorns as possible and go about planting them, by the thousands, must be purely automatic. I only learned just last season that the Jays swallow these things whole for safekeeping until they reach the burying ground.