A cinematic toning choice. I wondered if this might be yours. Has an "Indian Summer" kinda melancholy that almost makes the landscaper seem villainous and the little bird seem like an accomplice to something menacing. These are compliments, by the way.
Once upon a time, there was a little duck who couldn't fly. He learned to enjoy all the neighborhood noises and would quack quack quack as if trying to imitate them but nobody heard him ... and at night he would curl up amongst the grass and fall asleep to memories of what he had heard.
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