There was a Scarecrow Contest in my small childhood town.
My mom and her friend Holly decided to enter. We knew without a doubt that it wouldn't be you typical Wizard of Oz type of Scarecrow that they would come up with. No, no, no, it wouldn't be typical– that was certain. They are far too creative for that! We couldn't wait to see what kind of scarecrow came up with.
I do not know about you but certain images conjure up certain songs. When I was in Austria I couldn't help but belt out songs from the Sound of Music. When I saw my mother's and Holly's scarecrow I started to sing tunes from the Wizard of Oz. How sad that my voice does not resemble Judy's… I think I might have scared off some of the judges and other voters.
Toto, the Ruby Reds and those long, green nose-picker fingernails.
The Wicked Witch with Toto, the red slippers and a black bike to boot.
Amy Doll checking out the Wicked Witch of the West Scarecrow at the contest.
I thought I heard her say, "I"ll get you my pretty!" or something like that.
(Amy Doll came to visit me from Oregon.)
We later learned that My mom and Holly won the contest!!
Sound effects needed (insert cackling, and the songs sung in the poppy fields please!)
There is no place like home…
without the Wicked Witch that is.
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