Tree at Dusk

I was on an "owl prowl" on my friend's property this particular evening, scanning the scenery for the short, squared, stubby silhouette of a an owl my friend spotted the previous day, or to see a flapping of great wings...  maybe a swoop...  or perhaps hear just a few quiet hoots.....  but....  nothing.

...except for this tree, defined by a smooth trio of colors from the setting sun.