Don’t you just love a wee acorn? They’ve begun to pop up on my walks, here and there–spotting one always makes me smile. There’s just something about a nut wearing a party hat . . .
Of course, when the situation demands, they can be quite austere, as well. According to Norse legend, the tall and mighty oak was a favorite of Thor’s; apparently, pummeling them with lightening was a popular past time. It was one such lightening-hollowed oak in which a young Danish King hid–an appeal to the god of thunder, to save him from a murderous uncle. The boy was spared–hence, the belief that an acorn alight your windowsill will protect your home from being struck by lightening.
I wonder if the goodwill applies only to 100% real acorns? Because feast your eyes on this beauty . . .
With a real wooden cap and an amber resin body, it’s a mélange of autumnal goodness, fit to follow wherever you may roam.
That’s bound to save you from dreary days, if nothing else.