Indeed, the Brownies were traffic locked. Until the cherry-laden trucks ahead moved up, they could not budge.
CHAPTER 8
Duck’s Foot in the Mud
AT first, the Brownies did not mind waiting in line. They sang songs and played one of their favorite games.
Connie started it by saying: “I see something green which begins with the letter ‘P.’ What is it?”
“A tree!” cried Eileen before she stopped to think.
“A tree doesn’t start with the letter ‘P,’” Connie reminded her.
“Paint!” guessed Sunny Davidson, stretching a cramped arm. “Green paint on that truck just ahead!”
“That’s a good guess, but you aren’t right,” laughed Connie. “I’ll give you a tiny hint. The object I’m thinking about is over in that field to the right.”
All the Brownies glanced toward the truck garden where many green things were growing.