Wonderful walnuts
Sep 01, 2021
3 minutes
Mark Diacono
IN the run up to my birthday in mid July, it is not unusual to see me with a knitting needle heading to the nearest walnut tree. I go not for a shady spot to finish a hat or a pair of gloves, but in search of walnuts the size of golf balls, too early for the shell to have formed. If the knitting needle passes through the flesh and out the other side, I’m not too late.
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