He rested in the meadow, lying on the grass and watching the clouds. The sky was clear and the clouds were bright, so it was certain that it was not going to rain. The sun shone partially blinding him, but it was not too hot. The weather could be said to be perfect. The wind was blowing slightly in his hair, but it didn't bother him much. — What a wonderful day... He said to himself then he smiled a little, pleased with the good weather that was outside today. He didn't noticed you at all.