Horse Chestnuts

 

It was very windy over the weekend, so a lot of autumn leaves fell to the ground,
together with quite a few horse chestnuts "ripe for the picking" now. Looking them up in Wikipeda I see that they're actually not even good for horses to eat, though.

"The seeds, especially those that are young and fresh, are slightly poisonous, containing alkaloid saponins and glucosides. Although not dangerous to touch, they cause sickness when eaten; consumed by horses, they can cause tremors and lack of coordination."

Still, even though they're not really "good" for anything, I can rarely resist picking up some freshly fallen ones from the ground, this time of year. No reason except that I've always done that. Never to eat - only to look at and feel, and maybe put two or three in my pocket to take home. Just because they're smooth and shiny - and confirm that autumn is here.
 

Aesculus hippocastanum

Post Election (Still Counting...)

 

Our polling stations closed at 8 pm last night. Most votes have been counted but some remain, and all will be re-counted one more time before we get the final figures - which won't be until Wednesday night or even Thursday. 

So far it points to the Social Democrats getting the first chance of forming a new government together with (or supported by) three smaller parties - but as all of the parties "on that side" (center/green/left) aren't 100% "best buddies" either, that is likely to take some diplomacy and negotiating in itself. I'm hoping they will be able to reach some kind of compromise in the end - but forming a new government is probably (again) going to take time. 

The photo above (and below) is of a horse chestnut tree in the cemetery that I passed on my walk today. The  chestnuts are still enclosed in green and spiky shells - only a very few have yet fallen to the ground and opened up.

 Horse chestnuts are not edible. In Britain I know they're called "conkers" and are used in a game by the same name - played by two players.  With a conker threaded onto a piece of string they take turns striking each other's conker until one breaks. 

How my brain came to associate horse chestnuts with politics I leave to my readers to figure out for yourselves... ;)