(re-post)
The trees are beautiful in the spring with their candelabra and across the summer with their canopy of leaves.
And now – the chestnuts!
Such amazing receptacles with the serious-looking spikes. And the sneak preview. And the multiple contents.
No two, like snowflakes, are the same.
One year I did a painting of them.
One year I represented some in needle felting.
There was satisfaction in the process of attempting the expression of essence by this mere mortal but this year she decided nothing compares with the real thing so they are nestled into a crocheted basket for frequent admiration by sight and by touch.
Then whimsy nudged awareness on the village walk on a street lined by chestnut trees and they became ….. earrings.