I took some portraits of acorns with my point and shoot camera – the photos are at the end of this not-too-long post from my personal blog. I pass these on here, on my art blog, with the justification that they are photography, but mostly I did it because the acorns are so beautiful, I felt the need to make portraits of them, rather than just snapping a few photos to illustrate the post. Look at these shapes and the colors. Just a marvel, and thank you to my little camera.
On Sunday morning, September 24, my husband and I took a walk in Norristown Farm Park. I’ve written a lot about this park, especially recently. We are exploring here, though we have been acquainted with the location for some years.
If you are interested in some information about this fascinating site, the former farm attached to Norristown State Mental Hospital, look here for a start.
Anyway, today we were walking. Near the former dairy barn and milk processing area, now the park offices we came upon a snowstorm of these odd items scattered on the ground underneath a tree.
They were just littered thick under our feet. I picked one up. I peered at it. An acorn. Yes, it was.
Here they are in the tree.
There was a little info plaque nearby. We learned that this tree is a bur oak (or burr, sometimes spelled). This particular tree has…
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