This morning, early, Father and I were in the kitchen getting ready for the day. It was rather windy and before long I heard something:
THUNK, BUMP, bump, roll…
THUNK, bump, roll…
THUNK, BUMP, roll…
Me: What on earth is that? Is someone up?
Father: I think it’s the sweet gum balls.
I looked out on the deck. Sure enough, some of the million, trillion fully-ripened sweet gum balls were falling in the wind and hitting the roof, deck, yard, cars…
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No I’m only a transplant to the south and don’t know much about the vegetation yet. So… what are sweet gumballs? And are they suitable for consumption?
If they’re sutable for consumption, I’ve never heard it. They’re a menace! The balls themselves (you can see the picture) are about the size of golf balls and very prickly. The tree is a “sweet gum”, hence the name. There’s absolutely nothing sweet about them! The only actual hazard is to your feet when you’re walking in the yard. Forget going barefoot.