It isn't even four weeks since I saw this tangle of cobwebs in the woods in that last hot spell of the summer. The dry spring made it a good year for spiders, and I remember trying to catch the sunlight in one. There was an intermittent pattering noise as the wind gusted that at first sounded like the first heavy drops of a summer storm. It turned out to be the first of the acorns being dislodged and falling through the tree canopy.
Most of the acorns are on the ground now, and the ones still falling sound different as you hear them bouncing off the nearly bare branches and twigs, rather than pattering through the leaves. There aren't many cobwebs left either, and the walkers you meet are in fleeces and hats.
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