That’s right.

I said “catcher,” not “cracker.”

Today’s Friday Find is fudging it a little bit, since I haven’t actually found this.  I mean, I have found it—a link to it, anyway—but I haven’t used it.  We’ll call it a future find, okay?

I’m talking about an item that I discovered through an article in last month’s issue of This Old House.  Just as an aside, I’ll mention that I prefer Family Handyman to This Old House—but that’s just me, and this last issue did have a couple of good tips.

One of them was a recommendation for the nut catcher. Actually, its real name is “nut gatherer,” but I prefer “nut catcher”—even though it conjures up a vision, in a totally non-politically correct way, of some little man in a white coat chasing me with an over-sized butterfly net.

This nut catcher, however, has nothing to do with the balance of my mind.  Except in so far as the number of acorns and sweet gum balls that fall into my yard drive me crazy.  To say nothing of the safety issue of the spiky gum balls rocketing out of the side of the lawn mower at some exorbitant number of miles per hour.

The nut catcher looks like it would work—in a highly low tech way.  It may not, of course, and the concept of ‘easy’ might be a relative term—but it doesn’t seem too expensive to take the chance.  I’m thinking I might get one and try it out.

Meanwhile, for your listening pleasure. . .a little ditty that was extremely popular when I was in junior high school.  (Please do not do the math.  It was recorded some years earlier!)