Chestnut Bowling

A spiky green husk with a wide cracked grin was waiting right on the stone path! Hee-hee! I dropped down onto my bare knees, grabbed the prickly edges with both hands, and gave a hefty pull. Pop! Out rolled the glossiest brown chestnut I've ever seen, smooth like polished mahogany! I lined up three dry twigs upright on the flagstone like tiny striped pins, then gave the round nut a big two-handed shove across the stone. Click-clack! It skittered straight into the middle twig, knocking all three flat with a noisy rattle! I clutched my striped bee cushion tight and did a bouncy victory wiggle on my toes!