This year, we didn’t have any unexpected storms to blow the flowers right off the pecan tree, or high winds to blow the pecans and leaves off during the summer, or indeed, anything that would keep me from harvesting hundreds of pounds of pecans to use to make lots of pecan brittle, pies, honey roasted pecans, pecan chicken, pecan cheesecake…well, you get the picture. I need lots of pecans, my freezer is empty, and by gawd, this was the year I could pick up pecans and shell ‘em until I turned blue.
Unfortunately, the squirrels beat me to them. The tree rats would be up in the tree harvesting them in the daytime. The only nuts that were mine were the ones that fell off the tree at night. Unfortunately, since I leave for work before dawn, the squirrels got those off the ground in the daytime, too. All I have is a large mixing bowl filled with what I have been able to scavenge from the fallen leaves underneath my pecan trees.
*sigh* Squrrel pralines, anyone?
Yes, I know this is my fault for rescuing the nest of 4 baby squirrels and not letting the cats or dogs eat them. Who* knew they were going to eat ALL my pecans? They were so tiny and cute!
*Okay, maybe I knew but rescued them anyway because I wasn’t thinking about pecan pies in the summer.