I love this oak tree, always have, and it just so happens that it is in the front yard of the home that the owls now frequent, so I can admire its structure while pretending to look for the owls. I can photograph it and people will say, "There's that owl lady again," and they won't know that I am really admiring the tree and it's beautiful structure. To me, it's a beautiful structure, almost a sculpture. During the Fall, I love to collect its leaves and press them in a book.
