Fat cows, and fluffy sheep grazed contentedly across the vast green land, except the horse, he was gazing at my journals hungrily.
Moving on, clutching my precious belongings, I shifted my attention to the field of bright red tomatoes, golden cobs of corn, and other healthy colorful summer crops, ready and ripe for the harvest.
A cheerful blonde suddenly came into view, holding a basket over her shipping bin. As she poured pineapples into the container, she lifted her head and whispered to the heavens.
If only I had understood her actions, I would've found the answer to my problem.
