Finally! After numerous autumn walks with the little one I found it!

May I present the one and only chestnut tree of our town:

I am not kidding – it is indeed the only white chestnut to be found here! Maybe that’s why it looks particularly grand. It also looks surprisingly healthy. I think it must be the first chestnut tree I saw in years without leaf-miner-moths (and I think I remember an article from last year in our local newspaper about vaccinating the one and only chestnut tree).

But not only the discovery of said tree was glorious, no, there even were hundreds of chestnuts lying around which the little one immediately started to collect (she has a wee basket that she carries around proudly in order to have a place for all the leafs, walnuts, stones and cones she finds). Seriously, where were the children? You would expect that a chestnut tree (the only chestnut tree in town) is visited hourly by children collecting chestnuts. Or is that not a thing anymore?

To top it all, the ground was covered with leaves! In a country were all the leaves are meticulously blown away every second day, we finally enjoyed the swish swish swish of autumn.

It was almost too good to be true! I made a mental note to come back tomorrow for more autumn pleasure.

When we left I took a last picture of the chestnut tree. Then we heard the loud noise of a big vehicle. A cleaning vehicle. Which, within minutes, cleared the ground from all leaves and chestnuts. Welcome back to reality.