It's been a month since I
last checked in on my acorn rainbow. The leaves are off the trees now and my mossy stump is clearly visible against the dying vegetation. The moss is changing color too, offering a shocking lime green against the brown oak leaves.
Only three of the
original 6 acorns are visible. The other three have either been carried off by curious critters or are hidden beneath the leaf litter.
The purple acorn is nestled in a bed of sporophytes.
The green one is looking a little fuzzy, but I'm pleasantly surprised how well they've all held up against the elements thus far. We've had a lot of rain and it's snowed twice already....I suppose my hair would be a bit fuzzy by now too.
The orange one had been pushed off the stump and I gingerly pulled the leaves back to find it.
In a disturbing turn of events, an offering of another type took place near my mossy stump. Just a few feet away I found the remains of our missing hen. She had clearly been supper for a fox, eagle, or owl. She had gone missing about a week ago and after she disappeared the other hens spent the next few days hiding under the coop, which told us that they had seen her abduction. When an eagle had taken our duck, the other chickens hid under my porch for almost a week. Though sad, it's part of the reality of living in the woods.
Next month the stump will likely be covered in snow, but I'll check back in to see if I can catch a glimpse of the acorns.