The forest was almond-brown, enhanced by light of the full dawn. Smell of wet bark filled the air. Light and shadow danced across rough tree bark, forming a beautiful landscape. The only source of drinking water for the many wildlife species is a lake in the middle of the forest, surronded by wildflowers.

In summer, it is the most beautiful refuge from the heat - all around steamy, and in the woods a fresh breeze, which seems to turn the air into a medicinal substance and thus recover anyone passing through. In the spring, nowhere better can one see the flourishing and joy of life than in the forest. Literally every day you notice changes, progress, the development of life in its most beautiful edition. And just the chirping of birds! It is not known whether their chirping encourages this flourishing of life, or the flourishing encourages them to an ever-happier song, but it is obvious that they complement and harmonize nicely. Still, autumn in the woods is the most beautiful! Such colors, which can be seen live there, no painter in the world has ever been able to paint. And the carpet - yes, the grass carpet is nice too, but it's not as rustling as the carpet of leaves. When you are on it, it creates visual and acoustic pleasure. The squeaking winter carpet is also acoustic, but it is most adorned by the sheer beauty of whiteness. And the gorgeous white clothes they dress the whole forest in are irresistible. So many clothes, without a single stain!

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Every spring, the sleeping world of the forest gently wakes up from its winter sleep. But the spring deciduous forest hides special secrets…