Fresh Dark green grass covering the hill over the wet soil is the daily routine for a farmer. Beneath the grass are the freshly grow carrots. Addition to these beautiful living-hood are the two healthy black cows to gaze over the grass avoiding the carrot farm.
backyard, Outside Cottage
worms
bird
I fly during the day to look for food. I do not like eagles. I sometimes get caught and eaten.
Tweet tweet! Yum yum! You worms are so darn delicious. I can hardly get my fill! Oh no!  Well, fortunately I am a carrion worm - and live flesh can be just as delicious as that of the dead! *begins to gnaw* Get off me, you disgusting freaks of nature. Crawl down under those carrots and I won't disturb you anymore. Mmmmmm, the flesh of bird is my favourite!  Usually I devour from without and not from within! What is wrong with you? Your kind is repulsive! You eat from within? That's horrific. How can I rid this garden of you? Your must regurgitate the worm! I'll yawn as wide as I can. You reach in and pull it out. Freeeedom!  The only flesh I shall taste is that of the dead and not the living!  For freeing me you have earned a single secret from the whispers of the forest. Please tell me... the meaning of life! 42 . . . errr, I mean the secret is not yours to ask, but it is mine to answer 42? 42! What do you mean 42? Now that is a very interesting question indeed, however Bird-of-indeterminate-gender, you  have no secrets left - though there may be others in the forest who can help.