The Lonely Ones
When Farmer Wurzel first stood Mr. Tatters in the middle of the Big Field the scare-crow thought how happy he was going to be.
But he was not happy. As the days passed he did not see anyone to whom he could say "Good day, I hope you are well." And nobody came to say "and I hope you are well" to him.
Poor Mr. Tatters grew a little lonely.
Consider the landscape of Mr Tatters... perhaps thoughts of aloneness, loneliness rise.