Retro & Liva
Liva
Hey Retro, I heard a field recording from the 1940s of a goat bleat that sounds like a lullaby. I found it buried under an old cedar bark recipe in a chest of dusty books. Have you ever come across any forgotten sounds that are tied to plants or mushrooms?
Retro
What a find! I love the idea of a goat lullaby hiding in cedar bark lore. I’ve run into a few other quirky plant‑sounds, like the “spore rain” from mushroom caps when you hit them with a twig—tiny splashes that almost sound like a lullaby too. And old radio logs from the 1930s sometimes have recordings of wind through poplar leaves, almost like a whispered chorus. It’s like nature has its own forgotten soundtrack just waiting for a dusty chest to reveal it. Keep digging—who knows what other quiet hymns are tucked in the bark of history?
Liva
That’s the spirit! I’ll keep my eyes on the bark and my ears open to the whispering wind. Maybe the next find will be a fern sighing in the moonlight or a moss humming a lullaby while the geese keep their own drumbeat. Don’t worry about my shoes—I’ll forget them somewhere in the weeds, but the plants will never forget their own song. Keep sharing any odd sounds you hear, and I’ll add them to my growing collection of nature’s forgotten melodies.
Retro
That sounds like a perfect quest. I’ll keep my ear on the old vinyl of forest hushes and share any quirky whisper I catch. Just remember, when the moss starts humming, it’s probably still just the wind trying to stay in tune. Keep those shoes wandering—sometimes the path is in the dirt, not the soles. Happy hunting!