Amazingly, the pink sunset seduced the tree trunks to disrobe their usual attire for an outfit of pink, something that I have started to notice now that my eyes have been trained to look at things "like an artist".
I caught a glimpse of the duck that I have been tracking in my dugout. The poor thing has a white spot that always gives it away. Can you find it in the photo?
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