I’ve begun to think that the tulip trees in Georgia are kin to the pecans in Texas. In Texas, a blackjack oak will stand up to a hurricane, while a pecan will shed limbs in a heavy mist or light drizzle. Tulip trees also shed mightily. And, yes, after the big storm, I'm still walking with my eyes mainly on the ground.
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