The Three Brothers and their Choice

The Field

The sun was high and the ground was freshly tilled..

The dark, moist dirt steaming lightly above the earth.

At the end of the field stood three men.

One resting on his digging tool, the other sitting down braced on his knees, and the last brother hooking the mule to their cart.

It's been a long day says one to the others while he begins loading seed into their cart.

Two hop into the back and the third brother onto the mule.

They begin moving down the rows in the field, scattering seed onto the ground.

The sun was setting as they began to finish. There was only a handful of seed left. As they were headed back, the youngest poured out the bag in the middle of the field. They reach home as the sun sets completely.

Bright and early the next morning, likewise many days after, the brothers went out into their field.

Working and toiling to tend the fields for harvest.

The tops of their crop begin to pop up from the ground.

They water, cultivate, and pick from the sparse field to sell at the market.