At the beginning of May there were drifts of oak flowers in the alley, and the back lawn was brown with them. Last Saturday's mowing took care of the latter, though this week I still saw them, below the blades of grass rather than on them.. A week of on and off rains has turned the drifts into damp clumps. By June, the tires will have pulverized them.
But while they lasted, they were a sight to see:
I wonder whether the number of acorns in the fall is in proportion to the number of flowers in spring. If so, it could be another big year for acorns.