the sky is falling

with all the stuff going on in my life at the moment, i must say that it is somewhat of a relief to learn that the neighbourhood pine cone population knows absolutely no bounds when it comes to empathy. 'cause just the other day i was merrily on my way to the local library when suddenly i found myself on the receiving end of a wayward conifer grenade. perhaps it was a fully-mature pollen cone that had sadly mistaken my ever-expanding bald zone for a willing dance partner. or perhaps it was simply an allegorical manifestation of that time-honoured truism that whenever it rains, it quite literally pours. but whatever the rationale, my noggin took one helluva beating that day which, if nothing else, left me with a profound respect for the resident cedar community.