but they've gotten my attention.A few of the houses on my cul-de-sac street have large oak trees, including mine. Some folks park their cars and trucks in the driveway and along the street. Pickups in particular are of note. Last year was a bumper acorn crop, and they typically start falling in September-October; I think the heaviest droppage was October last year.
Trash day two times a week, and they come pretty promptly at 7:00 a.m. I'm almost always up before 5:00, and don't like to leave the trash at the curb overnight. So I usually wheel out the trash before 5:30 when all is dark and the streets are empty, and I usually walk the half-block away to check the mailbox at the same time (neighborhood "cluster" mailboxes, which I abhor).
It can't be mistaken for a gunshot for goodness sake, but on a dark, empty, and very quiet street an acorn dropping 20 feet into the bed of a Ford F-150 gets your attention. I do always carry on my trips to the mailbox, and even though I knew instantly what the sound was, it continued to put me on edge and cause me to take a good look around for about a month until the acorns had mostly completed their high-dive act. Maybe good situational awareness training? Take nothing for granted?
