Oh, Nuts

One thing I won't miss when I leave the Noog is the walnut tree outside/above my apartment.  My first year here, before I learned it was nuts hitting the roof, I pondered what on earth the squirrels were doing up there.  In later years, I learned to think nothing more than, "There goes another walnut."  This year, though, they must be larger or something because there are tremendous thumps when they fall.  I'd hate to be beneath one!