I visited the park again today, alas a lone chestnut seeker wading through the leftovers. Seems the trees are almost bare now, save one tree, a late bloomer amongst the others. So my fellow treasure hunters have moved on until next year.
This solitary hunter sat at against the trunk amidst the broken pods, waiting for the final gifts of the season. I thought of all the chestnuts I have gathered, sitting in my glass bowl on the buffet, and felt such gratitude for my days. Thank you Mother Nature…thank you