Well, I don’t know how long I will be alive.  I couldn’t find soil to plant myself in so, who knows.  I really hope this works.  Maybe the tree that is going to be planted somewhere else in the world will do better than I.  That’s not hard.  I’m sitting here, all by my lonesome amongst the pots, the pans and this nasty cat that keeps eyeing me like I’m some kind of sapling.  Obviously, I’m a seed. I a little seed with a dream. A dream of becoming a lovely tree that some day, will live in the ground.  Oh, the ground.  What a lovely place it most be compared to this rock hard counter top.  What a life.  Regards, Fredrick the Tree P.S.  I found soil.  Best of luck to all.