When the acorns hit a garage roof, or the roof of a car, there's a much louder boom than when they hit the cement, which is still louder than when they hit grass and dirt.
|Photo by William Snape|
So outside my windows there's a constant barrage of artillery landing all over the place. Noisy bunch of acorns. Haven't seen the squirrels. But then I'm looking at the computer, and just hearing the ratta tat tat outside the open windows.
When I'm at the tailgate market in Black Mountain, guess what kind of tree is dropping those huge acorns on our heads!
What trees do you live beneath?