I grew up in west Texas where the most common tree is the mesquite. There are several varieties of this prolific tree, and some are large enough to climb in, and can give nice shade from the hot summer sun.
Such a tree grew in our yard. Under it was my favorite place to play with my little cars. I loved using a hoe to carve country roads and build up hills for my imaginary community. And I was able to climb the tree to survey my world. To me, that was such a large and wonderful tree.
The Psalmist said a righteous man is like a mighty tree. And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper. Psalm 1:3 (KJV)
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