So, a little ways down south where my family lives, my mother went out for a walk, whereupon she spotted some ‘very cute’ acorns that she couldn’t resist bringing home. My sister generously sent me a picture via the inter-mail:
as far as I can tell from a quick search on the web, these are bur oak acorns. But that aside, seeing these sent me hurtling back in time to my wee days when I had a friend named the acorn man. (he was not real, but a zen character I doodled in my notebooks)
From my memory, this is what he looked like:
and now he has a grumpy friend/cousin: