Did I tell you about the time I went for an impromptu pine cone hunting session after work? No? Well, it’s nothing spectacular really. I was just heading out to see clients in the morning when I drove past a large (I’m guessing) pine tree with pine cones scattered underneath.
“I need to have those pine cones” I said to myself.
Some messages between Super Boy and myself during lunch eventually led to us searching for pine cones after work. It must have looked a bit strange to passers-by, but I don’t care. I have pine cones!
The poor fallen pine cone (on the left) was from a previous adventure. I was taking a lunch break at Auburn’s Japanese Gardens when I came across it. ‘Freddoh’, I called him. He can’t stand up like the others. But he was my first.
Once again, I’m not so sure how to display my latest scavenged find. I need to clean them up, that’s for sure. I was thinking of painting either all or some of the tips gold. What do you think? Paint them? Or leave them au naturel?