I love live oaks because they stay green all winter. The lose their leaves in the spring, but only when the new ones start to grow and push the old ones off.
It's not unusual to see live oak leaves blowing out of the back of pickup trucks like confetti as you drive on the highway in the spring.
I could do without the darned acorns, though.
My friend K, the sweet lady who gave me the puppies she found on the side of the road near her house, came by this evening with her baby and two of her precious daughters. They brought us four (4!!!) meals--all homemade--mac and cheese, enchilada casserole, lasagna and shepherd's pie AND a loaf of the most delicious pumpkin bread. What a blessing! Cooking has been one of the hardest things to do since I've been home. K, thank you again. You are such an amazing, generous person to do so much for us when you have your hands full with your family. It was wonderful to see all of you, and I know the puppies enjoyed playing with the girls. :o)