Right now, I'm torn between Day 2 and Day 4. I can almost feel the warm breeze and hear the birds in the "green" version, but I have always loved the serenity of snow. This painting reminds me of when you are deprived of one of your senses and the other senses become sharper: you can hear and smell so little when alone in the snow; but even though the snow covers so much, your eyes see so much more.
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