(re-post)
Sounds kind of like a recipe. Maybe "Spiders and chestnuts" is better.
Usually I collect chestnuts when the trees have dropped them in their shell which I delight in opening and viewing those gorgeous, shiny works of the artist, Nature.
After they have been in displays around the house, carried in a pocket, admired on the dashboard of the car they lose their shine and are ready to be put here and there around the house to deter spiders.
On the weekend I noticed a spider on the wall in the kitchen. I prefer not to notice spiders in the house. Especially since I stepped on one in the dark; actually it was a raisin but I thought it was a spider. Outdoors I like them just fine.
But kitchen spider reminded me I had not collected chestnuts this year.
Just so happened I was in Cook St. Village later that day and the chestnut trees that so grandly line the streets reminded me to get chestnuts.
Could not find any!!! Most of the leaves were down. The ground in the Village had leaves but no chestnuts. Was beginning to think the spiders in my house were going to have to be deterred by purchased, fancy, foreign chestnuts. Marrons! Sacrebleu!
Then I walked away from the Village and finally found some in the next block.
Whew. Bare feet in the dark are safe.
Now I am wondering why there were no chestnuts under the trees in the Village. Maybe the squirrels 'went shopping' for them.