Yesterday, we parked in a space that was directly underneath an oak tree; a tree that was dropping it’s acorns. They were all over the ground and later – we weren’t really paying attention to the top of our vehicle – we realized that quite a few had fallen onto the soft top of our Jeep.
We didn’t figure that out until we were picking up speed to enter the highway home when we heard a lot of little clunking noises as they rolled off the top and bounced away. Wonder what the driver behind us thought about that?
Anyway, all of those acorns reminded me of a song I learned back in elementary school:
I’m a little acorn nut
Lying on the cold, cold ground.
Everybody steps on me
That is why I’m cracked you see.
I’m a nut!*
I’m a nut!
Odd the things we remember from our childhood, huh?
Teri
More from the Renaissance Festival coming soon. Fare thee well…
Images by T.Dashfield Photography 
When you’re nuts, you’re nuts. We never sang a song like that. There are not a lot of acorns out here.
Guess it’s a a song for certain regions.
I need to be on the lok-out soon for acorns so that I can try to grow some more oaks.
This parking lot was full of them!
im sure the driver behind you thought…they have lost their nuts!
Oh groan!!!!! LOL