Earth

"Where flowers bloom so does hope."

-Lady Bird Johnson

Forest is a community. So many diverse organisms like huge trees, tiny plants, animals, insects and many others live in the forest. It acts as natural water and air filter, beautiful emerge from the forest. Bird's sound and butterflies provide charm to the forest.

Once upon a time, there was a dense forest nestled at the foothills of a great mountain range. The forest was home to a wide variety of animals, from the smallest insects to the mightiest beasts. But there was one creature who called the forest its home, a wolf.

The wolf was known as the guardian of the forest, the protector of its inhabitants. It was feared by many, but respected by all.

The wolf was known to be wise and cunning, its sharp senses helping it to detect any danger that lurked in the shadows.

One day, a group of humans ventured into the forest. They were loggers, sent by their king to chop down the trees and bring back the valuable timber. The animals of the forest were alarmed, knowing that their home would be destroyed if the loggers were not stopped.

The wolf called a meeting of all the animals in the forest. They discussed their options and decided that they needed to do something to protect their home. They decided that a plan was needed to stop the loggers in their tracks.

The wolf began the plan by sendingout his most trusted advisors - a group of chatty birds. These birds flew out to the nearest human settlement, where they pretended to be tame and friendly. They began to fill the ears of the humans with tales of treasure deep within the forest, claiming that the forest's depths were filled with riches beyond their wildest dreams.

The loggers were intrigued. They had heard of the forest's dense foliage and winding trails, but they had never imagined that it was home to such wealth. The loggers set out deeper into the forest, their eyes set on the treasure that was whispered to be waiting within.

But as they traveled deeper, they realized that something was wrong. The forest was too quiet, too still. They had heard tales of the powerful guardians of the forest, but had dismissed them as mere superstition.

The animals of the forest were waiting.They attacked the loggers with all their might, swooping in from the skies and pouncing from the underbrush. The wolf led the charge, his powerful jaw finding its way onto the back of the lead logger.

The humans retreated, fearful of the power of the guardians of the forest. They fled back to their settlement, telling tales of the mighty beasts that roamed the forest.

And so, the forest remained safe, its inhabitants protected by the wisdom and cunning of the wolf. The animals who called it home continued to roam the forest, living in peace with the natural world around them.

But the wolf knew that it was only a matter of time before the humans returned. And so, it continued to guard the forest, waiting for the day that it would need to call upon the animals of the forest once more.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a rapture on the lonely shore

There is society, where none intrudes

By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

F Scott Fitzgeraldg

In a world of constant change and streaming technology, I find solace in the forest where a tree remains a tree

Anale Welland Crosby