My son was tossing walnuts at the wall.
The green ones, scattered all around the yard.
I think he hoped that he could smash them all;
Each throw was purposeful, well aimed, and hard,
And left a mark on backyard habitat -
The squirrels will find their fav'rite dinner loose,
Wherever they can find a brownish splat;
A wet corona, made of walnut juice.
I confiscated two. A silly reason:
I like their scent. Its late-in-summer season
Can overpower data, voice and phone,
And put me in the woods somewhere, alone.
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Rated with hugs
Another wonderful poem._r
Sans nose, or even head
Manage things very well.
It seems they have a sense of smell.
So scent and sense can intertwine
To waltz, perhaps, or beguine
In human thought
Or where is wrought
Simplicities of life's design.
Pavanne, thank you. I'm glad you like them. And I have the walnuts here to my left, still.
Linda, it really is remarkable, isn't it. And I do love the richness of this particular smell.
Joan, you too. I think we all have favorites. This time of year mine are mostly about plants -- especially the stuff you can squeeze between your fingers, like mint, or basil.
Pilgrim, thank you. I'm glad I finally finished it at all. The last verse was a bit of a struggle. I'm glad it was worth it.
Kate, incredible - no squirrels in Australia? I'll even tell you something that a lot of Americans don't know: in Ontario the squirrels are black.
Chuck, thanks for popping in. You're there with Linda and Joan, floating on the scent of something favorite. It's great, isn't it?
anna1, I almost felt guilty about confiscating them. But he was getting close to the window. It gave me an excuse.
FusunA, it is so nice to brush someone's memory accidentally. I'm glad I helped bring the memory into focus.
Lynn, welcome to OS. I'll be back to see your posts as well. But I may not be too frequent this week - oh man, work is killing me.
Jan, honest? They have a sense of smell? Well that would explain why it transports us with such lizard-brain immediacy. Thanks for coming by.
Thank you all. Now go to bed, you're all up way too late.