Hey, that oak has seen a lot. I remember when Dad and Mom carved their initials into its bark before the first house, and there’s a rumor the tree used to hide a tiny box with a faded letter from your great‑granddad. Some say he left it there after a long, stormy night so the family could keep a secret safe. If you lift the bark a little, you might find a hollow – just the way we used to do with the old trees. Give it a gentle nudge and see if anything comes out. It could be a tiny time capsule from long ago, waiting for your curiosity to uncover it.