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Pepper and The Fall of the Great Black Oak
On a hot, still day in September - a day that did not feel like autumn - the Great Black Oak in the backyard fell. It had grown at an angle most of its life, stretching out over the Rock Garden and an ancient gnarled hackberry and some pink dogwoods. When it came down, drawn finally to earth, it...
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