At the top of the hill, there stood a single tree that had grown old with time.

The tree had seen many winters among its life, the tree over the years only grew a few honkey nuts

Wind would blow them down, then the honkey nuts would crash into the ground over time growing into trees next to their mother

They would get stronger every day knowing someday they would reach the sky, and they'd be joining their mother

 

Down below in the gardens

 

Plop!

A young seed had been dropped, rain and dirt overlapped the seed, time took care of the rest

Slowly, a green shoot grew out the seed, pushing through the dirt

Over time the seed has grown into a beautiful Norfolk tree fern, the fern has taken damage from the pesky children but slowly it recovers and grows 

Its leaves spread out showing off its brilliance