Plants and animals are good at defensive and offensive strategy to survive.
I observe that living things play a game of chess. The purpose of life is to live, grow and reproduce, the animals and plants need energy for all these purposes. Living things play either a defensive strategy to conserve energy, or offensive strategy to capture energy. The animal or plant which fails to obtain and keep its energy is unable to achieve its purposes in life, and may die.
I play my computer at chess. At level three I win 30 games in a row, I feel good. At level 4 I suffer a shock defeat, my strategy must change to meet the new challenging environment, I win the next two level 4 games. It is the same for life, all plants and animals evolve their game, to fail to do so is death and extinction.
I sit at a park bench in Colchester Castle Park listening to the live music at the band stand. For the animal life in Castle Park life is easy, everyone feeds these animals, here strategies evolve, every human watched by squirrel, pigeon and duck, the CIA could never compete against these creatures.
A rustle of a bag, and two squirrels are moving in on me in a flash. Like an assassin one squirrel engages me, waiting, it gains a peanut. This squirrel sits next to me enjoying its prize, then turns to me for another, then another. A crow flies to a railing in front of me. A few pigeons are circling around me with interest. These crowd of creatures distract me, a squirrel moves in and shoves its paw into my backpack and extracts some peanuts. The other squirrel next to me threatens to dive head first into my backpack, I bribe it with more peanuts. A squirrel launches an attack upon a fellow squirrel, they head off in a chase up a tree, relief, I make a run for it.
I am in Cymbeline Meadows, I stop at the bridge as I witness dozens of swifts dive bombing the river. The river is swarming with insects, the birds are enjoying a feast. In the field opposite cows are watching me, today is the first time I have witnessed a galloping cow. Two cows engage each other in a headbutting contest, I note never to mess with cows.
I take my camera out for the target of my visit, an oak sapling growing in the middle of a field. The oak sapling chances of growing into an oak tree is low, but this won’t stop it trying to become an oak tree.
Animals and plants play life like a game of chess, and no matter the odds they will play it to win with every trick in the book. I think I am amongst good teachers in learning to play this game.