Each day for six years I look out upon an ocean of oak trees, I notice this year the mistletoe is dead. Mistletoe is a like a fungus or parasite to trees, I decided I would walk through the forest to see if any other trees had mistletoe.

[color=#444938]Around this time of year I pull off the mistletoe and spread it around to people, as a love offering, mistletoe is known for good luck in love affairs. Needless to say there was not mistletoe to be found. So I asked the trees where it went. They answered and said; this year we are stronger than that old mistletoe, we