It would appear that I've inadvertently started my own tree nursery. While plenty of walnuts have sprouted, it's the white oaks that have caught our attention, especially since a lot of our oak trees are very old and starting to show their age, let's just say. I did a quick photograph session of the ones by our pond last weekend. We want to transplant some of them. We'll see if that gets done. Mother nature is a resilient girl, this kind of thing proves. The little baby oaks are sooooo cute. And it's so hard to believe they'll ever get big, but we know they will.
They were especially vibrant and highly concentrated where we had spread some horse stable bedding. I was just fascinated. The acorns would just kind of split open almost like an egg, the remains were right there with most of them, and the root would head straight down, while the leaves went straight up. How do they know, anyway? 
Have a great weekend. ~JB was here.