A single horse-chestnut in the town square drew crowds every autumn with its glossy conkers.

At the market, she bought a kilo of Spanish chestnuts to roast for dessert.

The chestnut munia perched on a rice stalk, its glossy chestnut feathers catching the morning sun.

On my morning walk, I watched a flock of chestnut munias feeding on the grass.

During the reunion, he kept telling the same old chestnuts while everyone pretended to laugh.

Every autumn, the children gather beneath the chestnut trees to roast freshly fallen nuts.

At every reunion he repeats the same old chestnut about how he once missed a train and ended up finding his future wife.

At dawn, the chestnut teals lined the marshy inlet, their coppery heads glinting in the light.

At dawn a chestnut teal skimmed the estuary's mudflats, probing for snails and small crustaceans.

On our trip through Samoa, we roasted a Tahitian chestnut over the campfire and shared it with new friends.