Shepherd At War 👨‍🌾🪖

☕️📖🕯 Things often aren't what they seem. That was the case in Bogoyavlenka many times. Once in return for fixing an elderly man's roof, I asked him to let me use his scythe when I would need it. I also asked him to show me how to use it. He agreed to both requests. About a week later, another neighbor asked me when I planned on returning the elderly man's scythe. The question caught me by complete surprise, because I had never yet held that scythe in my own two hands! It turns out that someone had told the elderly man that I had started cutting grass at my next-door neighbor's place with a scythe. I had found a scythe in my next-door-neighbor's barn and had set to mowing his overgrown garden. Now half the town was talking about how I had taken the elderly man's scythe and hadn't returned it.