Squirrel. . .I'll feed him when I get back.
Clouds, Trees and Blue Sky.
Different Clouds and Blue Sky all around. .
. . .with bare trees. . .
. . everywhere.
Then the Blue sky went away. . .
. . .and darker clouds moved in.
Horse looking back at me. . .
both horses and the Barn. . .Clouds are moving in.
Squirrel just jumped out of the tree.
The successful man will profit from his mistakes and try again in a different way. ~ Dale Carnegie