Quilting Cotton - Best of Morris - Songbirds - Brown - 1/4mRegular price $5.25
You enter a deep, dark wood, the undergrowth thick and the canopy so heavy with leaves that only random spiked of sunlight filter through to light your way. Picking your way along what appears to be a game trail, you're deeply aware of the unnatural stillness of the woods; no animals stir, no leaves are rustled in a breeze, and the trees refuse to divulge their secrets.
But then the soft sound of birdsong reaches you from somewhere to the south. You follow the sound and come to a clearing filled with the sweet scent of fruit trees in bloom (which seems impossible, since it's winter, but it's not the weirdest thing you've seen today). Birds of many types are nesting in the trees, singing and chatting merrily with each other.
One of them notices you: "Hello friend! Welcome to the land of songs, where all may stay. If you stay long enough, you'll become a bird like us, singing forever. Doesn't that sound great?"
Should you stay and see what it's like? Or run away as fast as you can?