This will become a gallery of talking trees, send in the image and a small reflection of your green neighbors  ( arran@xs4all.nl), and i will put them in the page

Small yellow tree / Urbana, 28^th of october 2011

yes, I know, I am a small one, especially in comparison with my colourful neighbours, but fortunately I have my own place to grow, and yes, I know, I am slow in yellowing my leaves, I know it is autumn but it is not that easy to change. A long time ago this was prairie, but with the people, the trees came, and now I am standing here, between the road for the cars and the pavement for the pedestrians, Not so much happens here, People are walking their dog, the only time that they don’t drive the car I guess, and now they decorate their houses with pumpkins, it is halloween time, the smell of death and rotten leaves.

Red lipstick tree/ San Francisco, third of november 2011

Don’t you think I look like a flirt for the eye, the owners of the house papmer me, because my blossom confirms that that they made it, and that live at the can live at the right time, a few hundred metres from me, the people are standing in a long row, waiting patiently, not to become part of the occupy movement, they just stand there to get their favourite ice cream, but don’t underestimate my impact on your soul, one day I will be part of your revolution, the red revolution of abundance, I will push you to become, too abundant, to flowery, to big for the pot, in which you are rooted. Become too much!

Green partizans, Seattle, 7th of november 2011

Never wrong of being in the centre, but we like to grow at the border of the city, where we can expand the green in a totally green environment, so we stranded in the first forest outside the town, everyday we see people exercising their body, we colour their eyes green, especially when it is raining, to be honest, we almost always wet and we think the people who live here like the rain as much as we do.

light hearted trees/ Murcia, tenth of november 2012

we provide a roof, for people who shelter for the bright sunlight, even now in autumn the sun is still sharp, under our leaves the skinny sun glassed people can meet each other, make their deals, they are a kind of fucked up, although the hectic of the city is far away here in the green heart of the citie, we want t say to the people under our leaves, “ “don’t use all these intoxications put of your sunglasses and look at our leaves and feel levitated, by the filtered light. We let you dream and dance.”

understanding tree/ Vienna 28th of november 2012

Can I take people serious, people who put their head, heart and sex to my trunk, without asking me if I fancy these kind of things.. but I must tell, that this man asked before, it is his way to get in contact with me, I think he is a dancer, or at least someone who wants to communicate with his body. I am naked as always, unprotected, no skin, I dream about the caress of the wind, the vibrations of the sounds of playing children in my surrounding, and now I feel the warmth of this man, who dreamed of sleeping in my trunk as being in a womb, I know he can hear me, when he gets very, very still.