Old Giant

I have written about our Live Oak Grove before.  This is the spot we parked, lingered, ate lunch, cooled off, etc. before we had the house built.  It is part of a grove of Live Oak trees on our land and an adjacent property.  Honestly, our trees are the biggest.  What is important is we picked a place to hang out and rest where we found comfort.  Comfort is the key.  On those days during the summer there was usually a breeze through these trees, which combined with the ample shade, made hanging out at our plot comfortable.

I don't think I am making a leap when I tell others that I believe that this spot was a logical resting spot for native Americans wandering through.
I have been reading a book on Comanche Indian Marker Trees in Texas.  There are no marker trees in our grove, but the trees fit the criteria, in terms of age, to have been around at the time when native Americans were moving through.
Our oldest tree is approximately 150 inches around one foot above the ground.  There is a Live Oak in Brazoria County, Texas that is 382 inches around (the largest Live Oak in Texas).  They estimate that tree to be over 1000 years old.  Our giant is a little less than half its size, so I estimate our tree to be about 400 years old.  The smaller Live Oaks in the grove are between 24 and 100+/- inches around and easily old enough to have been sitting together long ago creating this resting spot.

Our Giant

look at the thick branches

  

What a beautiful tree!

We are lucky to have this great old tree on our property.  I am enjoying discovering its secrets and the ties it has with this land.

Fighting To Be Daddy

Red, the bull, had a run in with the neighbor's bull over one of the neighbor's "girls."  Red won and the "girl" is pleased as punch about it.  The fight took place between bulls in our pasture.  The neighbor's bull spent some time on our side of the fence before being herded back to his side of the fence.  This was all well and good for Red, but the "girl" was still focusing on getting her "man."  So Red broke through the repaired fencing, fought again with his rival, and had his way with the "girl."  Now he is continuing his "visit" with the neighbor's cows.

There is an old saying that "good fences make good neighbors."  Whatever the gestation period is for cows, may accentuate this saying.
All the parties have first hand knowledge of Red's activities for today, so he will not be long on this "lark!"