WEEK FIVE: YEAR OF THE ACORN
So many acorns. They’ve been raining on us for three weeks now. Machine gun spatter announcing the wind. And when it’s calm, a sudden sharp crack…cartwheeling down the roof…short pause to catapult to the deck and gone. And repeat. I decided to do a formal portrait of the acorn, to celebrate this year’s crop, which I understand will make the deer very happy.