Oh yeah, totally! I’m always chasing those hidden splash‑s—like the moss is a secret green paint that’s been dripping on the bark for eons. I once tried to sketch the whole tree, but then I got distracted by a squirrel doing a tiny ballet and—boom—forgot where I was. The colors feel like they’re whispering, like they’re saying, “Hey, hide the palette under the leaves, just for you.” It’s like nature’s own mood board, and I love chasing that glow on my walks.

Right! The squirrels are like the unintentional directors of the show, making us chase colors that end up revealing the tree’s own quiet story. It’s like every walk is a little scavenger hunt and the bark finally whispers back—like it’s saying, “Nice try, you’ve found me.” Keeps the whole trail feeling like a hidden secret waiting for a moment of pause. Keep chasing those hues, and let the squirrels keep the fun.