Photo 1:
I see the mountains and the river flowing by. I also see the dark clouds gathering fast. I see that the sun is gone. I also see Ansel Adams taking a picture of the mountains.
I smell the odor of the flowers. I also smell the trees. I can smell Ansel Adams all the way from here.
I hear the birds chirping. I also hear Ansel Adams cursing at his camera. I hear thunder in the distance.
I taste the mosquitoes that flied into my mouth. I also taste the sandwich I took with me. And I still got the coffee aftertaste in my mouth.
I feel the mosquito bites itching on my leg. I feel the breeze on my face. I also feel the ants climbing up my legs.
Photo 2:
I see Ansel Adams sitting behind the camera. I also see my camera with which i am taking pictures. And I see some nice conifer trees.
I smell the fresh smell of conifer trees. I smell the croissants in my backpack. And I smell cigar smoke.
I hear the birds chirping. I also hear Ansel Adams telling me a story about his travels. And I hear the clicks of the camera.
I taste the croissants I put in my backpack. They taste really good. I also taste pine needles that a re bitter.
I feel the wind blowing on my skin. I also feel the camera that I'm holding in my hands. And I feel the pinecone as it hits me on my head.
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