Pine cone and childhood.

What is the first word come into your head when someone tell you a word "cone"? As for me the word is childhood. When I was a kid I walked and gathered some cones and now cones becames something sacred to me... Enjoy :)

MarkinDmitriy"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather" - Bill Hicks