While visiting with my friends in Olive Bridge, in Upstate New York, near the Ashokan Reservoir (of "Ashokan Farewell" fame, the fiddle tune), Lorraine mentioned that the house next door had (as I remember), Chestnuts, and ready for harvesting. It also seems that they have a natural defense--long, sharp thorns. Many animals, humans included, have learned how to get to them. Deer, as I was told stomp on them once they fall from the tree. With the rain, the open pods with the thorns quite in place, and the nuts, I thought they were interesting and beautiful, and worth sharing. Quite tasty when roasted. One of the great winter street food treats in New York City.