You have managed to fit an entire sunset into a yellow bottle. Congratulations! You must be quite the artist.
The sunset in the bottle is having a party, and you're invited. The canary is wearing a tiny sombrero, and the palm trees are doing the cha cha slide.
But wait, what's that you hear? The bottle is creaking under the pressure of all that sunset-ness. It's almost as if the bottle is trying to tell you that it's not just a decorative item, but a ticking time bomb of color and light.
What do you do?