When we first moved to Jingle Bells the understory was covered in big glorious pine cones.
Perfect for using in Christmas displays.
Fragrant to burn in the fireplace nestled among the logs.
Tactile wonderfulness in a bowl.
Sculptural interest to dangle from the eaves of the wrap-around veranda.
I had a lot of fun thinking these up!
It's been nearly a year since my last pine cone pick-up, so I was expecting there to be a load on the ground ready for me to scoop up and do something creative with.
The geese wondered what I was up to, and came to investigate :)
Unfortunately it seemed the only pine cones on the ground were there because they had been stripped from the trees by foraging parrots and were destroyed for the most part. The branches are laden with pine cones though, so I guess I'll have to be patient and wait for them fall when they are ready.
I was lucky to find a perfect cone tucked into the clover...
And one more that was overlooked by the pesky parrots.
Here's my bounty!
Not quite what I was expecting :)
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