The Rolling Pinecone

I squeezed right through the patio screen and scurried down the brick steps into the courtyard garden! Sitting by the pathway was a giant, dried pinecone nearly as tall as me. Perfect launch ramp! I sprinted forward and took a flying leap straight onto its woody scales. Whoops! The cone tilted and spun across the flagstones, sending me tumbling head over heels into a soft bed of moss. Splat! I bounced right back onto my feet and brushed the clover off my belly. It rolled all the way into the mulch, leaving a neat gravel trail behind it!