The forest's gentle rains almost make a person forget that catastrophic and cataclysmic events exist outside the boundaries of the forest. Wondering around the giant flowers and mushrooms that sprout during that time almost has an "Alice in Wonderland" quality. Instead of a queen or other royals who always want to fight you just bump into another deer. How you bump becomes entirely up to you such as swaying with the breeze, rearing up and paw clapping with another, rolling on the ground in a giggle fit, neck entwining and the dancing. Red and yellow palettes think they have it made and rule. They do catch the eye's attention for moments. One blue green storm rolls in after another and it washes all that away entirely. You become left with a lovely landscape with plants proliferating , propagating, and beckoning for the fauna to come back and play. For a time like the deer the others all help each other. Fresh and restarted. Then slowly that red yellow palette creeps back in and tries to dominate. All the while blue and green waits to wash it away again. Yellow and red need to learn some balance. Blue and green does balance all the time. Walk down the stream, go through the rock and the deer becomes red which came from blue water, transitioned and stands on green grass with green trees nearby and a blue sky. Eventually poof back to deer skin. An experience ... so what will you all do with your red moment...