The tree looks like it's trying to photobomb the beach.

The path curved gently along the coastline, its railings adorned with cheerful swirls of color that seemed at odds with the brooding clouds above. A single tree stood defiant against the wind, its bare branches twisting as if reaching for a story in the sky. The sand stretched out like a canvas waiting for footprints or perhaps an artist’s brush. The waves rolled in lazily, their turquoise hues dulled slightly by the lack of sunlight but no less mesmerizing. In the distance, rocky outcrops punctuated the shoreline like forgotten sentinels guarding the horizon. I paused to take it all in—the solitude of the scene felt like an invitation to linger longer than I had planned.