Fallen Angel

Don’t you sometimes wish that a tree of yours were another color?

Well, there’s a simple solution to this vexing problem. Plant a colorful tree behind the drab one and let the transformation begin.

As in the thrall of a well performed card trick, the spectator, we will call him Ace of Spades for the sake of verisimilitude, is distracted and then, through no fault of his own, dazzled–for his inadequate hardware (tired eyes and modest cerebellum) makes him as easy to fool as a voter exercising his democratic right on the strength of a glossy advertising campaign.