*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[sourland]

They do like the murmuring pines and hemlocks.

 

[Bunnylady]

So the trees are talking now? What are they saying (or are they murmuring too quietly for you to understand them?)

 

[Tanichca]

They're probably just discussing philosophy and tables, too.

 

[sourland]

Listen closely,

, listen closely.

 

[Bunnylady]

Maybe wondering if that table being mentally imaged was someone they knew.

 

[sourland]

Yes among other things they murmur about life in perpetuity as perhaps a table.

 

[Tanichca]

Ah, all creatures long for immortality... even immortality as a footstool and place to put stacks of unread Cosmos.

 

[Bunnylady]

I doubt any tree would want to contemplate being turned into Cosmos,whether read or unread.

 

[Alaskan]

That is a nightmarish thought, worse even than the warm sea at my feet.

 

[Wisher1000]

Ooooo, a younger..................Contrain, yes, I like it. Come into my parlor, I'll put the tea on.