It's early morning in early August, just after the rain. A small forest clearing, damp grass, water droplets glistening on the leaves and blades of grass. A double bass lies horizontally on the ground, strings up. Next to the bass, a small hedgehog stands on its hind legs. Its eyes are wide open, staring at the bass with undisguised surprise. Three acorns lie on the ground near the hedgehog's paws. All around is a dense green forest, soft morning light, a fresh atmosphere after the rain. A kind, playful scene, devoid of people, text, or inscriptions.