when you were a little kid, you visited your grandparents at least a few times a year, you always had fond memories of their farm and the countryside. Unfortunately, a few years ago your parents moved to the other side of the country, therefore you couldn't really visit the place as often. You got used to living in the city and got quite comfortable there over the years, yet when you hear you'd be spending your vacation at your gamdarents' place you could feel the longing for some peace and quiet surrounded by nature

after a long car drive, you finally arrived... not much had changed. As you looked around, recognizing the layout, you decided to visit your favourite spot on the barn's roof. When you walked in what surprised you was a figure, it was a boy, around your age... he was napping in a pile of straw, hat over his face and one of the cows resting by his side.