Singing Hills LbNA #12081 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | Flying J  |
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| Plant date: | Nov 9, 2004 |
| Location: | Singing Hills Forest Preserve |
| City: | Wauconda |
| County: | Lake |
| State: | Illinois |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Found by: | Apt. Dwellers |
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| Last found: | Nov 28, 2009 |
| Status: | FFFFFaFFFFFFFFaaa |
| Last edited: | Nov 30, 2015 |
The singing hills (mmmmm)
Are singing tonight (mmmmm)
And echoing a song of long ago.
The singing hills (mmmmm)
Were singing that night (mmmmm)
That lovely night you said, "I love you so"
The wind in the valley joined in our sweet refrain
But now the wind and I
Each night we cry "Come back again."
Though you are gone (mmmmm)
The song lingers on (mmmmm)
Still echoing among the singing hills.
He walked despondently along, murmuring the song to himself. Past the yellow barn, past the outhouses, and out onto the field. The wind was so loud, singing in his ears as never before. He followed the crushed gravel trail that wound around and around the prairie, feeling her absence. Tears stung his eyes as he gazed upon the tree where they had first said “I love you.” But he rushed on, wanting to be rid of the memories. Suddenly, he noticed the sky. Had it always been so dark? Thunder rumbled low and dangerously in the distance. He sped up, breaking into a jog. He looked here and there for cover, but there really wasn’t any out in the fields. To his left was a thin row of trees, just off the path. He was almost to the end of them, with nothing but fields beyond when lightning crashed into a tree, an monster of a tree, toppling it to the ground. He paused on the path. Should he take to the fields, and be open and exposed? Or should he take cover under the thin canopy of trees? Deciding that the thin cover of trees would give him more protection, he made for the ridge. Near the end of the tree cover were two mature trees, each with a double trunk that split with one side splitting again in two, and the other a single. A true match! He looked down at the crotch near the bottom of one of the trees. What was that? He reached in and found a memory of the song and his beloved.
2015 update: The original place is now demolished, under the monster of fallen tree. The new home of Singing Hills is indicated in the clue. For people who have found this before: the stamp is the same, although the logbook is new.
Are singing tonight (mmmmm)
And echoing a song of long ago.
The singing hills (mmmmm)
Were singing that night (mmmmm)
That lovely night you said, "I love you so"
The wind in the valley joined in our sweet refrain
But now the wind and I
Each night we cry "Come back again."
Though you are gone (mmmmm)
The song lingers on (mmmmm)
Still echoing among the singing hills.
He walked despondently along, murmuring the song to himself. Past the yellow barn, past the outhouses, and out onto the field. The wind was so loud, singing in his ears as never before. He followed the crushed gravel trail that wound around and around the prairie, feeling her absence. Tears stung his eyes as he gazed upon the tree where they had first said “I love you.” But he rushed on, wanting to be rid of the memories. Suddenly, he noticed the sky. Had it always been so dark? Thunder rumbled low and dangerously in the distance. He sped up, breaking into a jog. He looked here and there for cover, but there really wasn’t any out in the fields. To his left was a thin row of trees, just off the path. He was almost to the end of them, with nothing but fields beyond when lightning crashed into a tree, an monster of a tree, toppling it to the ground. He paused on the path. Should he take to the fields, and be open and exposed? Or should he take cover under the thin canopy of trees? Deciding that the thin cover of trees would give him more protection, he made for the ridge. Near the end of the tree cover were two mature trees, each with a double trunk that split with one side splitting again in two, and the other a single. A true match! He looked down at the crotch near the bottom of one of the trees. What was that? He reached in and found a memory of the song and his beloved.
2015 update: The original place is now demolished, under the monster of fallen tree. The new home of Singing Hills is indicated in the clue. For people who have found this before: the stamp is the same, although the logbook is new.