As Kath at Hill Cottage knows, there's a huge walnut tree three gardens away from me. A squirrel obviously has a favourite branch in my sycamore tree to perch on while he munches on his ill-gotten gains.
He must be the gardener who thinks I need dozens of walnut trees sprouting in the flower beds and plant pots every year. He adds a handful or ten of acorns from the oak tree I grew from an acorn many years ago and these pop up across the garden, too. I can't blame him for the sycamore sproutlings which appear; they, at least, are windborne.