I don't know what this bodes in terms of the harshness of the coming winter, but I have never seen so many pine cones falling from the white pines in my back yard. Last autumn there were very few; this year I'm tripping over them and bringing sticky, turpentine-smelling sap into the house on my shoes.
Black walnuts are hammering down on my roof, and I've seen a few yellow-green Osage orange fruits on the road ready to be run over.
Another sign of fall is stink bugs, but there have been just a few of them inside my house. They are so logy that it's easy to trap them (I use the Zip-Loc bag method).
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