With the arrival of his firstborn daughter, a young father planted a nogal seedling. The land was barren and stony but the nogal thrived.
Two more daughters were born and, over time, the three sisters grew to play in the shade of the tree's broad branches, climbing, jumping, and staining their clothes with its caramel-colored sap. The girls gathered the tree's savory pecans, cracking them open and eating them as they played.
