Nature is constantly changing, from morning to dark, from each day to the next. Natures changing is where its beauty is found. The fallen limbs of trees lay scattered around my feet. Every time I step I hear the snap of a twig and the dry crunching of leaves. The fallen branches, bark, dead leaves and pine needles decompose into the soil, creating a thick layer of damp earth that new plants must fight to grow through. A soft green moss thrives at the bottom of trees and on rocks. It is constantly growing or dying and becoming part of the soil. Nature is constantly changing and will never be the same once it has changed.