NO ONE LIKE ME
Just so. In question is fossil elm, and in answer: the forests of that time never saw such a beauty. One like that is born once in a thousand years, they used to say among the trees. Then the water adopted it and cared for it for at least a thousand years. Here it is today among us. To the black fossil oak, which we believe knew it, we entrusted the task of embracing it on every side and keeping it safe.
