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Burton's Friendship Garden
By V. A. Boeholt, Nathaniel P. Jensen Five Star Publications, Inc.
Copyright © 2013 V. A. Boeholt
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ISBN: 978-1-58985-262-4
CHAPTER 1
Burton the Scarecrow could see warm rays of spring sunshine slowly spreading across the farm. Ribbon, the scarecrow from a nearby field, had been invited for the afternoon to watch over the land with Burton.
"This is my favorite time of the year, Ribbon. I wanted you to see how Farmer Green prepares the soil for planting," Burton told her.
"Thank you Burton," she replied. "I have heard that Farmer Green is particular about his fields."
"He sure is, Ribbon," Burton agreed. "Farmer Green will work them until they are just right."
Together, they watched Farmer Green drive his tractor with its sharp, pointed plow, up and down the land. Row by row, last year's old growth of dried up garden stalks, stems, and weeds was plowed into the ground. Burton and Ribbon knew that it would soon become natural fertilizer and feed the new crop of plants.
"Look what he is doing now!" Burton said excitedly.
Farmer Green climbed down from his tractor, unhooked the plow, and attached another piece of equipment having many thin metal plates. "That's a discer," Burton explained. "It will break the clumps of soil into soft powder."
"After discing," Burton continued, "Farmer Green will hook on the old wagon wheels he tied together and drag them across the field until it is smooth and flat. Then, he will look for any rocks that need to be picked up."
Soon, it was time Ribbon should return to her field. Burton continued to watch the farmer, hard at work. The sun was about to set when at last, the job was done. Now, the field was ready for planting. Farmer Green was tired, dusty, and pleased.
From his tractor the farmer hollered ...
"Good evening Burton, my friend.
I'll be back tomorrow!"
Morning arrived. Burton was excited that the garden soon would be planted. All day, he anxiously waited for Farmer Green to bring the seeds.
"Have you seen the farmer?" Burton asked a crow who was scratching in the field.
"No, why?" cawed the crow.
"Yesterday, Farmer Green prepared the ground for planting," said Burton. "Today he was supposed to return with the seeds, but I haven't seen him."
"Maybe he will come tomorrow," the crow replied.
The next day came. Burton waited patiently for the farmer.
He waited all morning, but no farmer.
He waited all through noon, but no farmer.
He waited all afternoon, but no farmer.
He waited all evening, but no farmer.
Burton waited all night, but no farmer.
The following morning, Burton heard the crow cawing. It circled above him and then landed on his arm. The crow cawed, "I don't think Farmer Green will be coming for a long time. Looking through his bedroom window, I could see the farmer lying in his bed. He had both legs raised up in the air and they were covered in something white. Mrs. Green was handing him a glass of water."
"Farmer Green must have had an accident," the worried scarecrow said softly. "It sounds like his legs are in casts, so they must be broken. I am sorry to hear that Farmer Green is hurt. Thank you, Crow, for giving me this news."
(Continues...)
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