Looking back on my life and surveying my memories from my present vantage point - as an adult and a biologist with several years of school under my belt - I sometimes realize that I knew I would be a biologist.
As I stroll along walkways or drive down the street, I sometimes find myself completely entranced by the subtle plots of nature happening before me. These surreal pauses seem to hit me especially hard when I encounter a tree or flower that for some reason is bookmarked in my mind, but I don't know it until that very moment.
I was literally walking down the street, headed to my car and saw this.
Have you come across a chestnut tree? If so which kind?