Acorns are all over the sidewalks in this part of Kansas, this time of year. I’d very the length of my steps, sometimes shorter, sometimes longer, in order to step on them with my heel at first only a top then as they launch forward through the rest of the step and my weight all focuses on my ear I hear the crunch of the acorn beneath. I know I am not but, in the back of my mind, I’d like to think I’m helping the squirrels by breaking the nuts for them.