Mighty Oak of Wakonda

Was at the golf hut today. Figured out that the better I swing, the more I’m likely to hit a slight draw. To get a reliable fade, I intentionally insert conscious thought into my swing, add a bit of stiffness, and there you go, you fade it. Afterwords, we went and got lunch. Walking up to the clubhouse, I noticed the trees and their dendritic branch points resembling neurons, and how the trees seem to approach but not ever really connect with another tree, likely its close relative, maybe from the same season of acorns. Do they have conversations that we’re too short lived and too attention span-deprived to hear? Are they really pissed about so many of their brethren taken to the axe? I’ll tell you after next season.