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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: Ish who wrote (23741)7/17/1998 12:29:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 108807
 
I felt sorry for a dying pine once and I hugged it and it kept my $400 leather jacket. So much for arboreal empathy. I hope it's dorm furniture now.



To: Ish who wrote (23741)7/17/1998 12:36:00 PM
From: Emile Vidrine  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 108807
 
"<<Sounds like maybe hugging a tree might help.>>
Last time I tried that I found the vines growing up the tree were Poison Ivy. gggg

Ish,
You got chuckle out of me on that one. It reminded me of a memorable experience I had a few years back.

My wife and I and the youngest child were walking through the beautiful park located on our local U. campus. A hurricane had just passed through our area and damaged many beautiful old oak trees in this park. There were crews fast at work cutting the damaged tress. As I came upon one of the freshly cut old oaks, the pleasant smell of freshly cut oak tickled my nostrils and awakened memories of my back-wood youth. I bent over the stump to gather the full aroma and at the same time ran my hand gently over the freshly cut surface. Suddently a young female student was at my side with a glazed funeral-home look on her face. She put her hand gently on my shoulder and whispered in a hushed voice, "I understand; I call it tree murder.", and immediately walked away.
My wife approached me an asked with a slight hint of jealousy in her vojce, "what was that all about'? With a confused smile on my face, I answered. " I think I've just been inducted into the society of tree huggers."