Fall is approaching us, I calmly imagine myself in a forest of many vivid colors, some bright and some dull. Shades of all types of colors, red, green, yellow, orange, all have a interconnection to them that makes all these colors come into harmony. At first glance, without ever experiencing fall, one might describe the colors in fall as chaotic, with no possible way of fitting together nicely. However, I don’t see fall as something disordered, in fact, quite the contrary. I can envision fall as a time of peacefulness, a time of serene environments, and, most importantly, a time of astounding scenery.
Massive trees would stand above us; each one giving off a divine feel of grandeur. They stand like the legs of giants. The leaves would fall like angels gliding down from heaven. Their colors would be the brightest colors you can imagine. Suddenly, my eyes open, bringing me back into the completely different world of summer. Instead, the royal green dominates, and somehow, I’m surrounded by the kingdom of the green. And soon, it seems that every single plant is infected with the vast body of this color. The color itself represents life, as explained from the lush plants and greenery that circles me. The trees burst with existence, from the tree and its healthy bark, to the chipmunks scavenging around near the leaves.
Even as I admire nature so immensely, it would be a shame not to mention the beautiful sun, blistering with blinding rays of pure radiance, bouncing off the green kingdom itself. The plants seem to living on their own, living their lives peacefully as nature and its wildlife nurture it. Even with humanity’s worst disasters and destructive power, plants still manage to thrive. When we humans did the first nuclear bomb test, we passed the threshold. Thus, resulting in even more dangerous tests, leading to even more destructive bombs that could take peaceful and bustling cities of beautifully done pieces of architecture to unrecognizable ashes. Afterward, after all of our thirst for complete annihilation, nature doesn’t care. It does not hold grudges for wiping out all its kin and making peaceful rolling hills into barren wastelands of radiation.
Nature doesn’t try to interfere in any sort of way with people, it simply tries to thrive, no matter the circumstances. Even in harsh fallout, nature will somehow, in some way, get back on its feet. On the contrary, some plants may have physical
attributes that make them so unpleasant, such as self-defense thorns, poison, and overall deadliness; but ifsomeone were to be careful enough, they can be mostly avoided. Except, this is a very minor reason. Plants have always helped humanity by providing materials for us; wood, sticks, stems, but yet we take these materials for granted. Destroying habitats and entire environments for urban and rural construction, cutting down wood for excessive use, and other activities show that we think of plants as a necessity that is always accessible. Their beauty, their usage, everything, these earliest forms of life need to be appreciated, so that way, we can let our future generations see trees.