isnt it painful removing them?

Very good capture! we know them in the states as peanuts

If you had told me they were silk worm cocoons I would have believed you Andrea !!

I remember these.... shops often sell them in bags, great detail in this shot.

Ah yes. Would you like 'em roasted or boiled? Salted or not? Great to take a bag to the circus...feed yourself and the elephants:)

Wonderful stack of peanuts. Yummy good- prefer shelled and salted !

I'm so relieved it's a photo of legumes!

LOL @ the title! I do love a good snack of salted peanuts in the shell. They go really well at the baseball park! Great closeup!

Oh, what a shot! I love these things: there was once a time when you could get bags of them from street vendors standing in the middle of the street, stopping traffic and selling "Fresh Roas P-nuts" for $1 a bag and people would always drop $5 and end up with a car filled with peanut shells before they got where they were going, but they always managed to save 1 or 2 of them...for emergencies, because, as we all know: when the going gets tough, eat a peanut. My grandmother always bought them and roasted them herself, because she didn't like them with all of that salt that other people put on them. She never boiled them, though; and back when Sears and Roebuck was a real commercial presence, you could always find a Sears store (the one on 79th Street is still there!) because of the smell of peanuts and candy-corn, and you could always get a mixed bag (for one dollar) only they were always over-salted, but the candy-corn was a nice balance, so it didn't matter, and you always got home with peanut-oil under your fingernails and breath nutty enough to charm a squirrel. So anyway, I love this photo and it's sent me down a strange, side-winding trip down memory lane, and for some odd reason, memory lane smells like "fresh roas p-nuts" sold by old, old, old guys who always stopped traffic and had one tooth between them. Ah...Fresh Roas P-Nuts...yeah. A marvel. And I love the textures, I'm particularly fond of the one wearing the little, cute curlycue.

Oh, and there used to be days when you could walk into a bar and not see the floor because of the layers and layers and layers of peanut shells scattered about...they always swept the floors, but it was a tradition to just throw the shells on the floor, so that way everyone made crunchy noises when they walked. Ah...peanuts...Chicago is a dull and boring city now, and I think I know why...no one has squirrel-charming breath and traffic isn't stopped by "Fresh Roas P-nuts" and floors aren't crunchy any-more! I want the old city back!

I like nuts

I used to love these until I found a bug in one :o)))))

Superb capture Andrea. God bless.

I like your picture, but this is one of those times when the comments are the main attraction! :)

I like the colors in the FlickR version!