And the tree of the field shall yield her fruit, and the earth shall yield her increase, and they shall be safe in their land, and shall know that I am the Lord. (Ezekiel 34:27)
The ole fat boy purchased and planted a Choctaw hybrid pecan tree on the Tin Star ranch today.
It weren't no simple task.
The beloved ranch only grudgingly gives up shovels of "dirt" as it is honey combed with innumerable limestone rocks that are the very devil to dig thru?
After a lengthy spell of pounding on the ground to make a large enough "hole" to accept the offering of future bounty, the old one carefully placed the future shade in its new resting place.
There ain't no hopes/dreams of this being a bounty of pecan goodies for the planter. This is about the grandkids.
When this leafy arboreal flora produces its earthly fruit offering in the years to come, the hope is that the ranch hands progeny will make a pilgrimage to Tin Star, gather and consume the pecans during a fall month, and remember the feller that planted it for them.
Bless us O' Lord for these our most bountiful gifts.
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