When I was a kid, I used to love collecting handfuls of pine cones. I remember a friend of my parents’ had pine cones covered with a special chemical, so when you threw them in the fire, they burned with magical colours. I was disappointed when my own pine cones didn’t have the same effect.
What do you associate pine cones with?
How many different things have you done with pine cones in your life?
“I picked up __________”