My cuzin Ash had a dream. He dreamed of a start tree pressed against a red sky and the setting sun. On the branches of the tree were 3 little birds. Yes, the 3 little birds that Bob sang about. I have always referred to my triplet nephews as my 3 little birds. Ash dreamed that he painted this vision of his... On my wall. So I guess I had enough of my my living room looking like the side of a dumpster with stencils all over the wall. I let Ash come in and do this thing. I had no idea this fogger could paint. Mahalo...
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