Here on New O’Hana Farm, TN we have sticks laying about continually. Then the Lord sends the rain and the wind and instead of sticks, we have large limbs falling from our old oak trees. Bring out the ladder. Start up the saw! We have spent several hours cutting, hauling, and stacking and we still aren’t close to being done. We took all the limbs from one giant oak, we discovered this strange muddy substance. Is this Goo inside her large trunk her way of beginning the rotting process? If you know, can you share with a comment? The trees that are dead, decaying, and one that was hit by…