I provided home to all sorts of living things. I am the largest Pecan tree in Alabama.  I live near the Coosa River close to where it meets the Tallapoosa.  We live near a town called Wetumpka.  The confluence of the two rivers form the Alabama River just a stones throw away.  I live amongst other trees in a large Pecan Orchard.

I will never forget one time when the sky  looked like it was falling. There were meteor showers everywhere.  One meteor hit so hard that it made a crater.  It was close, but did not hurt our Pecan Orchard.

The explosion changed our ecosystem and that is when it all began.   Some annoying brown flying "things" that crawl managed to live through the explosion that killed almost everything except for this "thing," and a few hearty trees like me.

All seemed o.k. as long as the weather was cold.  One cold day a little moon baby fell into my brown dying leaves. The pink soft cheeks and tiny body made me think of a very sweet girly name for her, Annabel.  She kept coming to me.  She drank the extra water that I did not need after a long hard rain.  We had made a good relationship. She had no friends which made me very upset, but I kept her healthy. Humans that lived on the moon looked for safe places for their babies after the star shower hit.  The same star shower that hit here also hit the moon.  After the star shower people from the moon began bringing their babies to earth fearing that the moon would get hit again and the abundant food supply of moon flowers would be gone.  There were tales of our strong trees that would provide abundant life and that we did.  Tree-houses were built high in our branches for safety.

Annabel continued to grow.  She began to play and swim in a pond about 2 miles away from me.  It was formed from the flood waters that were created by the melting ice caps years ago.  Soon Annabel was old enough to go to school, so I sent her to a family of geese 7 miles away from my trunk.  There she learned math and science.

  As spring came, so did warmer day's and bug's.  As the baby crawled up the ladder to the tree-house after school one day, a bug started yelling "What are you doing in my tree?"

            The baby yelled back "You're in my tree-house.  This went on for several minutes, before the baby threw the bug down to the ground.  The bug just climbed back up and bit the baby.

            This went on several time's, before the bug and baby decided that both could stay in the tree-house in peace.

THE END