This oak tree came up at the edge of Larry's Mom's garden. It was just a little thing about 4 inches tall. She said she had no oak trees and put a concrete block over it so Papa would not mow it down. When she passed away it was about 3 feet tall. Time goes by and what we plant sometimes will grow...sometimes not. I will always think of Ethel when I look at the oak tree.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Time Flies
This oak tree came up at the edge of Larry's Mom's garden. It was just a little thing about 4 inches tall. She said she had no oak trees and put a concrete block over it so Papa would not mow it down. When she passed away it was about 3 feet tall. Time goes by and what we plant sometimes will grow...sometimes not. I will always think of Ethel when I look at the oak tree.
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