It’s time for another Five Minute Friday! Today’s prompt is: Tree.
When I was young, my grandparents still lived on the farm where they raised my father & his brothers. The farm was no longer a business, but my grandfather still maintained his gardens & my grandmother had her flowers.
There were pecan trees around the house, still within the fence, where I remember collecting pecans. We would spend hours sitting in the kitchen, shelling pecans & talking. The nuts would be bagged up & distributed among family & friends. There was never a shortage of fresh pecans in our house.
There were three huge crepe myrtles near the old swing set. We climbed them daily during the summer & looked for cicada shells in the branches. We buried our animals underneath the dense magnolia behind the vegetable garden.