Stepping Stone March

I trundled right out into the backyard to get a proper outdoor march underway! Across the grass stretched a winding trail of broad, flat slate stones. I launched forward, landing both feet onto the first slab with a tremendous, cushioned thud! The heavy stone gave a gentle squelch into the damp earth under my weight, tipping slightly and wobbling my bulk. I flung both arms wide like signal flags to lock in my balance, grinning wide at the garden ahead. One island down, five more to cross!