The fallen acorns wistfully looking in your direction as they often stand upright, as if winking in your direction to kick them high in the air, yes the same air that mercilessly shook them in all directions until they fell to the ground. Oh, but what a razzle dazzle of a time with mischievous wind as they shrieked in delight all the time like the four year-olds in swings. So give them one more delightful embrace of the wind that shook their every limb to ecstatic heights.