When I was a little girl, I can remember my dad bringing home a sapling much like this one. The sapling came from my grandparents pecan tree. It was in a old coffee can and I can remember watching it grow year after year. Eventually it grew large enough to be planted in my parents front yard. I have prom pictures of my then future husband and I in front of it 20 years ago.
Imagine my joy when my mom offered me a this sapling from that same tree that sits in the front yard. History is repeating itself. Now my kids will watch a pecan tree grow from a sapling that was in their grandparent yard. That is just too cool to me :) Yes, I am sentimental over a tree sapling. (Sappy you might say...if you were into puns wink wink)
I want to scrapbook it, so I am on the hunt for pictures of my family in front of the pecan tree through the years. Wish me luck.
Thanks for looking,