There's an old Cherokee Indian legend that the trees can hear us talk and pass our words along from one to another -- in this way, Mother Nature learns all she needs to know about what we're thinking. Do you believe it? Well...
You can drive to this one and, no matter which way you approach the cache, you'll see some of Atlanta's loveliest homes.
When you're at the coordinates and look up at The Listening Tree (don't worry, you'll know it when you see it), look to the right and email me with the number beneath the wheel. Don't climb the fence or otherwise enter The Listening Tree's enclosure!
Please email me with the number before you post or The Listening Tree will know and will be forced to delete your post.
Please don't put spoilers in your posts; let's make the The Listening Tree's secret last.