Just hanging around the house again today, communing with nature, as it were; the plants in late summer flowering or going to seed, huge spider webs slung across the walking path.
This red oak has been hit by lightning several times in its hundred-plus-year lifetime - old scars healed over decades.
It was surprisingly quiet today. No weekend warriors out with their mowers, chain saws, leafblowers…you know, guys, testosterone and noisy gas combustion engines. Was there a big game on TV today? The Olympics? Whatever the reason, I’m grateful for the peace!
And this majestic, absolutely magnificent tall bur oak on the front of our lot has been raining acorns by the thousands! It’s a priceless living thing, could never be bought, can never be replaced in a human life span. A privilege to see it every day, and be greeted by it whenever I come back home, as if it’s guarding the place like a giant sentry at the foot of the driveway .
The driveway is covered with the acorns and it’s so cool how they crunch when you walk over them or drive over them with the car.
The tree is very fertile this year and the acorns look good and viable. It anybody wants some to germinate and grow, let me know in the next couple of weeks - I’ll bag some up for you. You don’t plant these for yourself though. This is something you do for your grandchildren.
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