The Green Army

One of my favourite observation practices is to take common objects and personify the world from their perspective.

The green army stood its ground as raindrops as big as an individual bombarded the first line. One by one the ranks took the hit and got back up like nothing happened. A flash followed by a fiery beam fried the Northern branch in an instant. Soaking up all of the damage the surrounding branches kept their formation. With the ultimate goal to protect the fruit of the master root, the green army took the beating of her common mother - nature.