The Oak Leaf Shield

I scrambled down from the deck steps into the giant jungle of lawn grass! Right by a smooth gray garden stone, I found a dry, golden-brown oak leaf lying curved like a miniature fortress. I hooked my curved hands under the rigid central stem and heaved it upward over my head. Snap! The crunchy leaf lifted, creating a secret shady canopy just wide enough to duck beneath. From inside my amber-colored hideout, I peeked through a tiny nibbled hole right at the yard path. Even if a hundred seekers walked by right now, nobody could ever spot the master of camouflage under here!