Always when I see engraved bark of the tree I am wondering who was that culprit and what was his motivation. Love for the nature, probably. Or love for somebody else. Everybody has different idea about love. LOVE. Luckily for me I do not own "The Sound Machine" as described by Roald Dahl in one of his stories. Imagine: so much pain and much screaming!
But back to my lobster. After some attempts to catch him I finally got him and brought this brave fellow in to the nearest ditch. Than I continued my walk.
I saw many trees with symbols of love: engraved hearts.
I realized he is a steward of the forest. He is an administrator. He keeps eye on his beautiful forest and protecting "his" trees.
He did not know my intentions were innocent.