Nature
The forest has called me…
The forest has called me the other day… And I have answered its call. But first, not so little preface. ~~~ I live in a big city, a city I used to love and couldn’t get enough of. London , UK has certainly felt like home to me for a very long time; in fact it has felt more like home than the country and the city in Eastern Europe I was born in back in the eighties.
By Eva Smitte7 months ago in Earth
Dear Earth, We’re Listening Now
Earth Doesn’t Speak, But She Shows Earth doesn’t send notifications. She doesn’t tweet or text. She doesn’t raise her voice in ways we easily understand. But she does speak—through rising seas, burning forests, melting glaciers, and vanishing species.
By GoldenTone7 months ago in Earth
''Whispers of the Wild''
The forest had always been a place of secrets. To the villagers of Elmswood, it was simply known as the Greenwood. Towering oaks, ash, and birch stood like sentinels over winding paths lost to time. Few dared to venture far beyond the edge. Strange sounds—low murmurs, soft rustles that didn’t belong to wind or wildlife—kept them away.
By farooq shah7 months ago in Earth

