Caterpillar & Alcota
Caterpillar Caterpillar
Alcota Alcota
Alcota Alcota
Hey, have you ever noticed how the rustle of leaves can sound like a microtonal chord if you listen closely?
Caterpillar Caterpillar
Yes, when the wind sighs through the leaves it feels like a secret song, tiny notes that we can almost hear as a quiet, earthy chord. It’s like the forest is humming its own lullaby, and it reminds me how beautiful quiet moments can be when we truly listen.
Alcota Alcota
It’s amazing how the wind turns into a microtonal choir—makes me wonder if the forest is polishing its own chords just for us. And if you’re ever stuck, just let the trees do the improvisation; they’re never off key.
Caterpillar Caterpillar
What a sweet thought—trees do the quiet duet, so if you feel stuck, just sit with their branches and let the gentle rhythm guide you.
Alcota Alcota
I’ll give it a go, but if the branches start humming in a 19‑tone scale I’ll probably just sit back and let the whole forest rearrange its own chord.