Farewell, Giving Tree. Hello depressing firewood pile. - Page 2

€uroMeinke · 10-23-2007, 02:19 PM

My vision transforms your front yard into dark mysterious forest landscaped like the art design of Pan’s Labyrinth. From the gaping hole merge the wood nymphs who look remarkably lie a set of LoTer you might see at a Palm Springs retreat only, their bodies are streaked with mud and carry with them the usual forest detritus of mossy twigs, fall leaves. Their faces washed with mischief, they delight in their release as they sneak off into your neighborhood, blessing the trees and grasses and taking residence in untended garages where only the animals know they are there.

Mysteriously, fires are quenched or rather redirected into the amorous desires of the home owners. Several nights of passion sweep over the neighborhood and at the next full moon, a fruit tree appears where the hole once was. The fruit it bares is sweeter than any other. And no one ever talks about it again.

Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 10-23-2007, 02:23 PM

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My vision transforms your front yard into dark mysterious forest landscaped like the art design of Pan’s Labyrinth. From the gaping hole merge the wood nymphs who look remarkably lie a set of LoTer you might see at a Palm Springs retreat only, their bodies are streaked with mud and carry with them the usual forest detritus of mossy twigs, fall leaves. Their faces washed with mischief, they delight in their release as they sneak off into your neighborhood, blessing the trees and grasses and taking residence in untended garages where only the animals know they are there.

Mysteriously, fires are quenched or rather redirected into the amorous desires of the home owners. Several nights of passion sweep over the neighborhood and at the next full moon, a fruit tree appears where the hole once was. The fruit it bares is sweeter than any other. And no one ever talks about it again.

Loss transformed into magic. I heart you so! Thanks for this, Chris. Achingly lovely and haunting and fun. You know how much I love mischievous concepts.

Alex · 10-23-2007, 02:40 PM

I too grew up with a fig and have no recollection of it making me itchy. However, I do strongly recall that fresh figs are about the vilest of all the fruits (though I do loves me a fig newton).

The droppings were also useless, unlike the pears, apples, black walnuts, and cherries which made for decent impromptu baseball-type objects.

Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 10-23-2007, 02:41 PM

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I too grew up with a fig and have no recollection of it making me itchy. However, I do strongly recall that fresh figs are about the vilest of all the fruits (though I do loves me a fig newton).

The droppings were also useless, unlike the pears, apples, black walnuts, and cherries which made for decent impromptu baseball-type objects.

God, I don't think I've had a Fig Newton in years and they were my favorite cookie. The perfect after school snack.

innerSpaceman · 10-23-2007, 02:55 PM

Is losing a tree akin in simple wrongness to a child dying before a parent?

It seem so to me at least, and neither naked mudwrestling, lemony replacement or oriental expedition will do.

Only €uro's scenario will suffice ... and alas, that seems the stuff of dreams likely inspired by lying beneath the boughs and surrendering to the spirt of the glorious bygone tree.

Disneyphile · 10-23-2007, 02:58 PM

Instead of just firewood, some pieces could be carved and made into pendants or other trinkets.

In fact, that would be an awesome holiday gift for friends - handmade from your giving tree, so it can keep giving joy.

Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 10-23-2007, 03:26 PM

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Originally Posted by Disneyphile

Instead of just firewood, some pieces could be carved and made into pendants or other trinkets.

In fact, that would be an awesome holiday gift for friends - handmade from your giving tree, so it can keep giving joy.

I attempted wood carving once. It was fun until I gouged a whole in my finger.

Disneyphile · 10-23-2007, 03:30 PM

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I attempted wood carving once. It was fun until I gouged a whole in my finger.

How about just finding some chunks that look nice and then paint something on them?

Gemini Cricket · 10-23-2007, 03:26 PM

When I was about 7, I used to sit in a tree I called "If'n". (It was the name of a stupid song on "Bewitched".) I wonder how big If'n is now...

innerSpaceman · 10-23-2007, 03:27 PM

Fine, now I can't stop singing that song.

It's gouging a whole in my brain!

10-23-2007, 02:19 PM	#1
€uroMeinke L'Hédoniste Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: A.S.C.O.T. Posts: 8,671	My vision transforms your front yard into dark mysterious forest landscaped like the art design of Pan’s Labyrinth. From the gaping hole merge the wood nymphs who look remarkably lie a set of LoTer you might see at a Palm Springs retreat only, their bodies are streaked with mud and carry with them the usual forest detritus of mossy twigs, fall leaves. Their faces washed with mischief, they delight in their release as they sneak off into your neighborhood, blessing the trees and grasses and taking residence in untended garages where only the animals know they are there. Mysteriously, fires are quenched or rather redirected into the amorous desires of the home owners. Several nights of passion sweep over the neighborhood and at the next full moon, a fruit tree appears where the hole once was. The fruit it bares is sweeter than any other. And no one ever talks about it again. __________________ I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance. Friedrich Nietzsche
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10-23-2007, 02:40 PM	#3
Alex . Join Date: Feb 2005 Posts: 13,354	I too grew up with a fig and have no recollection of it making me itchy. However, I do strongly recall that fresh figs are about the vilest of all the fruits (though I do loves me a fig newton). The droppings were also useless, unlike the pears, apples, black walnuts, and cherries which made for decent impromptu baseball-type objects.
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10-23-2007, 02:55 PM	#5
innerSpaceman Kink of Swank Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Inner Space Posts: 13,075	Is losing a tree akin in simple wrongness to a child dying before a parent? It seem so to me at least, and neither naked mudwrestling, lemony replacement or oriental expedition will do. Only €uro's scenario will suffice ... and alas, that seems the stuff of dreams likely inspired by lying beneath the boughs and surrendering to the spirt of the glorious bygone tree.
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Disneyphile SQUIRREL! Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: On the curbside. Posts: 5,098	Instead of just firewood, some pieces could be carved and made into pendants or other trinkets. In fact, that would be an awesome holiday gift for friends - handmade from your giving tree, so it can keep giving joy.
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10-23-2007, 03:26 PM	#9
Gemini Cricket ... Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 13,244	When I was about 7, I used to sit in a tree I called "If'n". (It was the name of a stupid song on "Bewitched".) I wonder how big If'n is now...
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innerSpaceman Kink of Swank Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Inner Space Posts: 13,075	Fine, now I can't stop singing that song. It's gouging a whole in my brain!
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