UPDATE: Turns out this ode to the lovely chestnut tree is sadly misguided. As a friend (and more knowledgeable observer of the natural world) just pointed out to me, the trees in question are NOT chestnuts; they are catalpas! So, everywhere i use the word "chestnut" in the following paragraph, mentally substitute "catalpa." Except for the last sentence; i still don't like chestnuts.
I love chestnut* trees. I love that they are tall, and majestic, and filled with blossoms in early June. Those blossoms are all falling to the ground now, and they are such pretty little flowers, even though they can make a bit of a mess on the sidewalks. But i don't care about the mess because i love chestnut* trees. I am not, however, a big fan of chestnuts.