Red bird in green world

This morning the sun through tree leaves painted black and white, moving artscapes on my white walls. Later, as I walked out in the world, I noticed every color of the rainbow. Even a little stem of newly dying leaves looked so bright in the sun I wondered briefly why BGE had orange-sprayed that spot by my lane. The flowers, the still-new-growing leaf stems, and the dying ones, the variety of grass and tree leaves, together showing all hues. No wonder red bird blends into the landscape.