Scouring, searching, hoping, hunting...That's what I did last fall and early spring. Searching for what? Well, I was hoping to dig up a small tree, for instance, an oak tree. I was anticipating being able to dig up an oak tree and show the boys the acorn attached. Or any other sort of little tree that would show its shoot off of the nut. Fall came and went. All trees I tried to dig up were rather attached to their soil. My husband and brother-in-law poked a little "fun" at me. Winter of course offered no hope and even my dear Spring left me a little high and dry. Except for the last days of Spring. I was rearranging and planting when I saw this little tree growing in a flower pot I had place around the side of the house. I promptly went to pull it up when I discovered my little blessing. Squeals of delights escaped my mouth, of course!
Look at it.
It's a pecan tree!!!!
I prayed to find this little specimen of seemingly ridiculousness to some. But to me, it was important! I wanted the boys to see it! Education in the highest and all...