The trees whisper to each other, I've always thought.

The trees high above the cages whispered and were silent.

The trees whispered, and she let them speak to her in their own language.

No trees, only the far and endless grass, always whispering its own soft stories.

The young man spoke silent prayers, and the trees themselves whispered.

The trees were whispering in the garden like old friends.

The trees whispered and beckoned to us as we climbed up the track.

The old trees that dotted the front yard whispered and shook.

The old trees at the sides of the small brick house whispered in a hot breeze.

The trees whispered above him, though there was no breeze at ground level.