Secrets of the Forest

Among the trees, we find, are whispers soft:

"Hoo's that peek'n oot?" said Maple. She blinked at the shiny squirrel.

Leaves giggle when the wind plays hide and seek, tickling secrets lost ere found.

The fae offer tales, woven in light that dances through branches.

Listen closely — soil spills the yummiest crumbs of wonder. Like these:

• Why don't clouds ever get lost?
• What tune do shadows hum?
• Who grows laughter in colors on Tuesday?

Venture here: Cirrus Dancers

Or wander there: Singing Stream