For in their preservation lies the preservation of all.

Hoom-hom, we Ents remember, we protect, we endure."

#nature #forest

They teach us of peace, of community, of the silent strength in unity.
Here, beneath the canopy, all are kin, all are part of the endless cycle of life.

So heed well, young ones, the power of trees, the sanctity of the forest.

It stands against the ravages of time and the folly of those who would see it felled for fleeting gain.

Nature's strength lies not in haste, but in patience, in the quiet growth that outlasts all empires.
The trees teach us to stand firm, to bend with the wind but never break.

Each leaf, each twig, each fallen seed holds the promise of tomorrow.

We see the world through the seasons, our thoughts as slow and deep as the rivers that carve through stone.
The forest nurtures, it heals, it remembers.

Their roots delve deep into the earth, drawing wisdom from the very heart of the world, while their branches stretch towards the sky, embracing the sun's first light and the moon's last glow.

The power of the forest, it is vast, an endless song of life and renewal.

We have seen many seasons, and we shall endure this one too."

The trees around him seemed to lean closer, as if offering silent support or seeking comfort in unity. The forest, once a sanctuary of peace, now braced for the storms of change that were on the horizon.

The elder Ent paused, letting the gravity of his words sink in among the trees. "Dark times may be upon us," he concluded, his voice now a mere whisper amidst the howling wind. "We must ready ourselves, for when the darkness comes, we must stand firm, united in our roots.

"The forest itself may feel the impact," he warned, the leaves rustling in agreement or perhaps in fear. "The Earth responds to their strife, her balance disturbed."

"Men are divided", the Ent continued, his branches swaying with the increasing wind. "Their division breeds conflict, spreading like wildfire across their lands. No one will remain untouched by this discord." His eyes, old and wise, seemed to see beyond the forest, into the heart of human affairs.

So, follow us ,we share these ancient secrets, we celebrate nature and we invite each of you to learn how to live in harmony with our world.
Come, let the magic of the Emerald Forest inspire you to protect and love our earth. 🌿✨🧚

Thus, animal life dances with the fire. Birds find new nests, insects and small mammals discover new food sources, and all this strengthens our ecosystem. It's a cycle of life, death, and rebirth, with fire as its conductor.

But it's not about burning once and forgetting. No, we repeat, but not in the same way. Some areas are touched by fire more often to keep clear meadows, others are left in the shade for the big trees to grow. Each burn is a lesson for the next; we adapt, we learn, we respect.

After the fire, magic happens. The ashes nourish the earth, and new shoots spring forth. It's a feast for the animals, for the birds singing in the new branches. Each fire starts a new story, a new chapter for our forest.

Then comes the time for fire. We don't light a great blaze, but small, gentle, controlled fires. We ignite them with fire sticks, guiding each flame with respect. We create patches of regenerated land, surrounded by unburnt zones, forming a natural patchwork where every creature can find a home.

First, we observe! Yes, we watch our land closely, we listen to it. The flowers that bloom, the leaves that fall, all these tell us when and where to light our fire. We choose our areas carefully, so each part of the forest can live at its own pace.

Here, in our enchanted forest, we don't see fire as a destroyer, but as a craftsman of life. We use it with care, like our Aboriginal friends from Australia, to weave a tapestry of greenery and renewal.