Every day now they come home from a trip down the street to the chestnut trees of the Bowling Green with pocketfuls of conkers. The Autumn plate has been upgraded to an Autumn basket, and since this picture of early morning was taken the candle has been practically submerged below the latest harvest!However, C should also be for clutter. I thought my Autumnal meditation was the last photo on the camera, but obviously Jo has been snapping in my absence... Hence the full story of life in the Land of the (sometimes tearful) Strawberries- collections of clutter!
Another week, another Alphabe-Thursday!
11 comments:
Hi Magsmcc! It's nice to meet you , thanks for your comments :) I'm sorry I don't know what conkers are but by the looks of them they are some kind of nut or seed from a tree? or .... what are they actually?
Other than that I liked your C post .
Very cute addition to Alphabet Thursday...
What a delight to have an ample, free, fall-filler source! : )
& I always love seeing the world through someone else's eyes!
Conkers. I like the Lark Rise to Candleford episode about conkers. Oh, the strawberries' little green mean are a wonder.
I love your basket not found a single conker this year must be looking in wrong places
That's quite a collection! What do you do with those conkers? Do you roast them on an open fire?
wonderful c ideas... i can relate to contemplating and clutter... yeah, me too! nice thursday post!....blessings...s...
Great post. We collect acorns here and this year is a bumper harvest. lol. My second to youngest grandson would be head over heals over so many army men.
I feel like I just took a trip. I am charmed by the word 'conkers' and charmed by this post.
Your fall basket is lovely.
Thanks for sharing a smile on our little stop here for Alphabe-Thursday!
The green army men made me laugh.
A+
Do Conkers = horse chestnuts? Pretty basketful. I like the army guys a lot. Reminds me of my boys growing up.
Jody
Those chestnuts remind of a time when my hubs and I stayed in a bed and breakfast...there was an acorn tree over our room. And the acorns were falling on the roof...all. night. long!
Love those army men. Hahaha.
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