THIS TREE. I’m not kidding. This was the most incredible thing I saw last week.
THIS TREE lives on our block. I’ve probably walked underneath it at least two thousand times since I moved to Fayetteville. And I notice it nearly every single time I walk underneath it because there’s a perfectly round hole about ten feet up the trunk. The hole is more like a woodpecker hole than a Boo Radley hole. There’s a distinct difference, you know.
This old tree continues to grow no matter what’s going on in our town or in our state or in our country or in our world. Continue Reading