"The tomatoes will not be ready to pick--even the
earliest--for some weeks and by that time the poison will have been washed
off by the rain."
"Making a garden is lots of work" said Hal, next day, when he and Mab had
helped their father spray the tomato plants.
"Yes, indeed," agreed Mr. Blake. "But, like everything else in this world,
you can't have anything without working for it."
"I thought all you had to do in a garden," said Mab, "was to plant the
seed and it would grow into cabbage, radishes, corn, beans or whatever you
wanted."
"You are beginning to learn otherwise," spoke her father, "and it is a
good thing. Mother Nature is wise and good, but she does not make it too
easy for us. She will grow beautiful flowers, and useful fruits and
vegetables from tiny seeds, but she also grows bad weeds and sends
eating-bugs that we must fight against, if we want things to grow on our
farms and gardens. So we still have much work before us to make our
gardens a success."
"We haven't had much to eat from them yet," said Mother Blake, who had
been hoeing among her carrots. "I hope we can pick something soon."
"We had radishes," said Hal.
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