i am frum whut iz calld the pineywoods
"Rolling terrain covered with pines and oaks, and rich bottomlands with tall hardwoods characterize the forests of the east Texas Pineywoods. This region is part of a much larger area of pine-hardwood forest that extends into Louisianna, Arkansas, and Oklahoma. The average annual rainfall of 36 to 50 inches is fairly uniformly distributed throughout the year, and humidity and temperatures are typically high. The soils of the region are generally acidic and mostly pale to dark gray sands or sandy loams. Elevations range from 200 to 500 feet above sea level."
mi countee, calld angelina, iz rite ther batween the 1 an the 2. rich bottomlands! hoo wee! yes siree bob!
noaw i am gunna tel yall all about the plants n treez an thangs that i livd wit
this un heer iz a crabapple tree. it wuz rite bsyde the pond an it grows lil red crabapples that dun taeste gud AT ALL. i member one tyme we got sumone to make us sum jellee or jam outta those dang apples an it wus nastee, ew. the bark is kinda gray lookin an it didnt gro veree tall an then one day it dyed. i never did lyk that tree none cuz them apples werent no guud to eet an one time mi daddy wuz fishin an he swung the pole bak to cast an the hook caut mi eer!! aftr that i hid under the tree all the tym he wuz castin. but it shore duz hav pretee flaowrs.
the next un is problee my fayvorit of all dem. berrys. oh lawrd how i wud jus pik an pik n pik. filld bukets an bukets up! thay taystd so dam gud i cud cry jus thinkn on it. i wudnt eevn care that the berree bush wus thornee an wud often prik my fangers an ther wuz sumtymes crittrs hydn n the bush, those berrys wus wurth it all and sum sum mor. id take em n the hous, wash em up an drown the suckrs n suger and chomp em down. the joose wus so red the bottm of the bowl wood b blud red an dripn but id eet it to. i lykd too fynd the bigggest berree i cud but usullee that one taystd the wurst! i luvd too watch the berrys grow n chayng frum grean to red to black an spottn em out ther n the wuds wuz my fayvorit thang. i can styll cee them n my mynds eye, tayste them even. 
the next un iz my secund fayvorit. thees ones smell the best of neethang ther iz. ther wuz a huug vyn n the veree frunt of my hous, livn butween the callums n i wud alwayz pik them n practiclee stuf them up my nos they smelt so gud. i also got reel gud at pinchn off the nd n slowlee pulln out the stem n trappn a beed of honee on the stem n taystn it. it wuz the sweetst nectar n the most beeuteefull flower.
this one is calld a lantana. i member that the leevs feel kinda ruf to the tuch. i caint member whut they smell lyk tho, seems to me they dont have much smell atall. i do no that onse plantd they will jus grow n grow, i plantd one manee yeers ago n by the tym i movd away it wus as big as cud b. i think sum rabbits livd nsyd it! the flowrs can b all kindsa culers, my plant had flowers of minee diferint colors.
oh boy this one reely iz my fayvorit! wen my parints got divorcd my mom movd nto town propr n the frunt yard of her home had the most wunderful magnolia tree i hav evr seen. it wus SO BIG. itz branchs swung to the ground an i wud crawl nsyd of it, wher it wus always lyk tin dugreez coolr n shadee n ded leevs littrd the ground, it wus quayt n a veree speshul playse fer me. i wud try to swing on the branchs but they wuznt strong enuff. the magnolia smells pretee gud if i member rite but i luvd most to pik up the red seeds that fell out of the magnolia cones, the cones wuz all furree n the seeds so nyce n red, slippry n shiney.
the mimosa is next. this is one beeuteeful tree. the flowers r so deleecit n whiskree, so full of culer. the leevs r lyk a big fan, n they clos up at nite! aint that funee! i luvd to run my fangers down the branch n take off everee last leef n the prasess. i can feel them tween my fangrs now. the flower is lyk a whiskr n cottin ball n they smelld not too strong but slyghtlee sweet. i wud clymb thes trees n my yard n i eevn carvd my nayme nto one of them. haha i also put my gum round a branch one day n yeers later that dang gum wus still ther! it had gottn all gray lookn tho.
ok wee almost dun. this is a persimmon tree. i actulee took thes pix. this is the funneest froot. taystes gud tho, sorta like a peach n apereecot. i caint ritelee member to tell u the truth. i member my horses shor did lyk em. this one grew outsyd my bak dor.
now wee git to sumthin nyce. pine trees. thes suckrs r all ovr east texas! awtum doz not acur n east texas becuz the trees nevr do change culer. evergreen thats what theys calld. i think that most peepul cud smell the pine n the ayr when they reech east texas but i wuz birthd ther so it has always ben n my lungs. thes thangs can git so tall, they r magestic! this is whut paper is made of. hole forests of thes r plantd, grown up, n cut down n turnd nto paper n thangs. east texas is nown fer its forestree industree. bak beehind my hous we had this land calld "the clearcut" becuz it wus a forest n then they chopd it all down n replantd it sos they cud chop it down agin. id ryde my pony n horses bak ther all the time n my dad eevn built a lil deer stand out ther. ther wus sum lil ponds n thangs out ther too. im gittn away frum myself now, thes trees r jus memoree holdrs fer me. pine trees dont have leaves they have needles. the branchs r thik wit resin n the cones r spikee. i will always member the sun shinin thru these trees n jus them been around evereewher.
SWEET GUM TREE! if u dun no whut a sweet gum ball is u aint got no bidness reedn this blog
heer is the wisteria. purple az can b n so nyce. a lovelee vine if ther ever wus one. this never did grow in my yard but one grew at my babeesittrs hous n i lovd it. the flower is lyk a clustr of grapes.
next tyme i am gunna rite on the bad plants n about deth
now dis heer big honkin tree is one uh der best dang jumpin trees ahevr did see. Somethin near wimberley, youhll see it sittin over a little river like in some ol huckleberry yarn. all the younguns from al'over come here everyday of the blazin summer to mount its altitudinous majesty before plunging themselves a barn's length down to the cool wet below.
