
I saw this lady sitting in the grass looking at this beautiful tree that had bright green leaves and had branches growing every which way, unlike the trees I'm used to seeing.
A few moments later she took out a pad and began to sketch the tree. Glancing up and down. She'd take a moment to study the tree, then back down at her pad; to the tree, then to the pad again as her hand scribbled away.
My curiosity got the best of me. I walked over to the lady sitting in the grass and asked her...
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