Even the birds here have better fashion sense than me.

The next rock greeted me with a parade of cartoon birds—a whimsical gathering of Tweety, Big Bird, and even Pingu. Their colors popped vividly against the white background of the stone, as if challenging the gray skies above. 'The Birds 2019,' it read—a title as simple as it was charming. I couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of seeing a penguin sharing space with a toucan. The sea behind them murmured indifferently while a child nearby pointed excitedly at Daffy Duck. These rocks seemed to hold more joy than most galleries I’d walked through; they were unpolished yet unapologetically alive in their expression.