Yesterday we wandered down to the back paddock in search of a piece of our lawnmower that had managed to come loose and throw itself into the forest.
We stomped and stamped around hoping our feet would find it somewhere under our little grove of 6 hazelnut trees. Instead we kept stepping on little hard things that were far too small and round to be the desired metal part.
When we parted the grass and peered down we found hazelnuts!
Unlike the professional hazelnut farmers around here (who supply to Ferrero Rocher in Alba!), we "harvested" our crop by grovelling in the grass on our hands and knees!
Needless to say roasted hazelnuts will be on the menu for the next few months...as well as a trip to the lawnmower man...