When it got darker then the old Oak tree always started to count the stars. He had a dream to count all the stars in the sky. He always started with a lot of energy, but after some time of counting he started to feel sleepy. And so it went every evening – after geting to half way his eyes were just closing and he fell a sleep.
I took the photo couple days ago, when I was sneeking in a night without the Moon to behind the Oak to get the photo