Trees grow in all kinds of ways. They're not all perfectly straight. Not every limb is perfect. Beautiful little sunset. The light is your friend. Preserve it. Let's build an almighty mountain. We wash our brush with odorless thinner. And I know you're saying, 'Oh Bob, you've done it this time.' And you may be right.
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The little tiny Tim easels will let you down. Just go out and talk to a tree.