There is a big chestnut tree outside my office window. The leaves look sick. Maybe it’s infested by that moth that’s been killing them off. The sky is blue and the air is crisp. A breeze just blew through and all the chestnuts rumbled to the ground. Then everything was still again.

5 responses to “Chestnuts

  1. Jann

    When you say “all” do you mean every single one? Just wondering.

  2. mig

    When I say “all”, I want readers to imagine all the chestnuts falling off a tree at once. In fact, roughly half fell off, I suppose. Some were still on the tree when I looked this morning.

  3. mig

    But once, one evening when I lived in the Kiba neighborhood of Tokyo, all the streetlights turned on at the same time when I looked out the window. Or, rather, flickered on in rapid succession, moving down the street like a river of lights turning on or something. In that case, it really did involve all the lights. Which I suppose is logical.

  4. mig

    Also, the thing with the chestnuts happened yesterday and not today, but I didn’t have time to write about it until today.

  5. Jann

    Thanks. I think I got it now.