Lately, as I have been driving around town, I have seen lots of  “Cosmic Boo-Boo Spacenuts” laying on the ground and in the street.  This reminds me of the years that we lived on Country Way.  We had two of these Bo’Darc trees in our yard.  The green balls that fall from them in autumn are often called horse apples or Osage oranges, but our family (actually, David) named them “Cosmic Boo-Boo Spacenuts” and claimed that they fell from space each night as we slept.  The kids had the job of picking them up from the yard, a fall chore much like raking leaves.  They piled them in brown paper sacks and we left them for the garbage truck.  Of course many of them fell into the street and were smashed by cars that drove past.  Sometimes the kids threw them into the street to try to break them open.  They were actually quite a mess, and we don’t really miss them at all, but I do get rather nostalgic thinking back to those days when the kids were small.  Seeing these “green balls” around town has even made me miss them a little, because of the fond memories they invoke.