Although Daisy had strawberries to sell she had no other food in her home. Her larder was empty. Her husband, Fred, had gone out searching for scraps. They were sick of eating strawberries.

But, Chief Browntoot, Sofia and the scouts had all brought large packed lunches. They offered Daisy a choice of tasty food.

Jim tapped Molo on the arm. He did it rather hard.

“Look, Mrs. Daisy’s crew have stopped work again. Now they are having a picnic. I’ve made six signs. Are we going to have any lunch?”