Walnuts

A few minutes ago I was in the backyard taking advantage of this sunny afternoon to do some garden clean-up. A gust of wind brought an avalanche of black walnuts clattering down on the roof and my deck, but fortunately not my head. I've lived here for more than 20 years and I can't remember an autumn with more walnuts, or bigger ones. Between the falling walnuts and the Osage oranges, driving along some stretches of Route 842 when it's windy has been like running the gauntlet. I'm not sure what that bodes, if anything, for this winter's weather.