This morning, I stepped out onto my porch to enjoy a cup of coffee and discovered this on the ground.

fruit, not fungus, not roadkill. I checked the roof, the railings, the nearby trees, searching for any clue how it ended up there.

Hours passed. I sent photos to friends, posted online, and waited. The guesses only made it worse—each theory stranger than the last.

Finally, a neighbor who hunts gave me the answer. It wasn’t anything supernatural. It was continue reading …