The Sun in the Oak Tree

Where Science Falls Silent

I rent a small barndominium here in rural Texas. It belongs to my neighbors and sits in the midst of 12 rolling acres of pecan, oak, mesquite, cottonwood, and a few cattle. Yesterday, I was trimming up some low-hanging branches on one of the stately oaks. The field in which this and several other elder oaks and pecans stood is a plowing/planting acreage…