The big mother is weak now. Fading. They say she could be sick. I really don't know. She sent us fewer beams last week. And today she have to fight with that dark cloud. I hope she will get well soon.
The legend said this is normal. Just another cycle like thousand times before. The Legend. Only fool trust an old legend.
That silly tree crossed the grass and wandered deep into our ground. Maybe he was looking for the food too. With so few leaves he must be starving. Maybe insane.
He realised the threat too late. Runs really fast, but I am the fastest here. Except the wind of course.
The tribe is quiet now. Resting. We have to wait. Within few days we will be stuffed up to the limit.
Tree Trunk and Sunflower field images are from my friend's inspirational website Richard Vanek Photography. Poor english is my own.