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    The Garden Green
    The Garden Green
    The Garden Green
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    The Garden Green

    By Mark Anton

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    For over ten years, the Garden Green has been delighting children of all ages in its many custom hardcover gift book editions. In keeping with the original fundraising for Sustainability and Environmental causes, we proudly present this ebook version.

    This charming and insightful tale of one summer in an English Garden has been called "a primer for life" and a "simple classic reminiscent of a different age."

    A simple and entertaining tale for a very complicated world.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBookIt.com
    Release dateApr 26, 2016
    ISBN9781456613297
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      The Garden Green - Mark Anton

      planted

      may

      Daisy pushed and pushed against the soil. She had been in such a hurry since the first drops of April Rain tickled her roots. Of course, Daisy had no idea that the drops were rain, or that they fell from above in April. She didn’t know much of anything, as this was her very first Spring. She only knew that they tickled her so… and filled her with the oddest notion that she had to push up!

      And so she did. She pushed and strained against the warm dirt, and she shot out her roots till they rubbed against the cobblestone edges of the garden walk. When her roots found stone they couldn’t budge, they twisted about until she found more moist soil where she might rest her tiny root tips.

      It wasn’t that Daisy did not like the good, warm soil. She would never want you to think that. She loved it very, very much. It’s just that the rain had tickled her so, and put this notion in her head that there was something up there that she simply must see!

      And the more she shot up, the more excited she became. She could not imagine there might be anything more interesting than the worms and the grubs that often rubbed up against her; or the wonderful sips of water that traveled through the ground to bring her all the tastes of the earth. Still, the April Rain had whispered that there was so much more to see.

      She was wondering just what those things might be when suddenly, the dirt gave way above her and she sprang up into the cool spring air. How marvelous it felt! The breeze was cool, but the light from above felt warm. And the colors… how many colors there were!

      Daisy tried to count them, but as she had no idea how to count, that did not work out. But she could name her favorite color right off. It was green!

      All around she saw green things– grass and plants and trees and bushes. Some were dark green and some were light green; some were in shade and some were in sunlight. And the shapes and sizes of leaves and blades were enough to make Daisy say to herself, It would not matter if I did know how to count, I should never be able to count them all!

      Daisy saw the bright blue sky. She saw the fluffy clouds float by. Then she saw strange creatures moving so very gracefully among the clouds. They darted here and there– and back to here again. She saw one of them stop and sit on the branch of a tree. The beautiful thing was colored bright red, and seemed to have no leaves at all. It opened its top and a beautiful sound came out. Birdie…Birdie. Spears, Spears, Spears, it sang loudly.

      Now Daisy had not heard many things below the earth, but she certainly thought this must have been what the rain had been getting at when it tickled her and told her she must shoot up. Oh how beautiful it sounds, said Daisy. This must be why I had to grow up, so I might hear that fellow sing!

      Not hardly, laughed Sister Daisy. Sister Daisy was almost twice Daisy’s size, and was sprouting right next to her. Daisy had been so busy looking far away she had not even noticed what was right by her side. Although the Cardinal’s song is very nice, I should think you’d like to meet your neighbors first thing.

      Sister Daisy had startled little Daisy. I am sorry. I did not mean to be rude, said Daisy. There is simply so much that is new up here. How shall I ever see it all?

      Luckily, you don’t have to see it all at once. I remember my first spring. It can be a bit much, said Sister Daisy. Sister Daisy stood right next to Daisy and there were many other daisies all standing about in a nice homey group. Daisy was on the very edge of the group, pressed right up against the cobblestone walk that wound through the park.

      Daisy looked about and saw many other flowers. Sister Daisy told her that she was in a flower garden in a lovely park, and then she introduced her to all the other flowers that were nearby. Daisy met Daffodil and Primrose, Cowslip and Bluebell. Daisy thought Bluebell to be particularly friendly and fancied her lovely blue flowers that spread out like a carpet toward the big Elm Tree. Sister Daisy told her they were quite fortunate to be near the shade of the Elm, for the Bluebell always stayed

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