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Home Page My decision this summer not to destroy the wasps' nest behind the pond hasn't caused us the slightest inconvenience. Acorns are more of a hazard than wasps today. As we walk through the wood there's a sharp crack as an acorn plummets from the tree canopy, strikes a piece of timber by the path and bounces back a foot or two into the air. My immediate reaction is to glance up the slope to see who is throwing stones at us. We hear a few more drop before, with some relief, we leave the oaks behind us. It seems that it's a good year for acorns. They lie scattered along the path, a handful for every square yard. By the canal, most of the Sycamore leaves are dotted with black tar spot fungus. A small grey snails sits, coiled into its shell, in the sun on the upper surface of one of the leaves. A similar snail on an adjacent leaf.
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