The Coiled Green Tunnel

A deep green coil caught my eye right beside the brass garden spigot! The garden hose was wound up in wide rings on the sunlit flagstones, leaving a perfect shadowy tunnel right in the middle. No hesitating—I dropped low and shoved my snout right between the thick rubber loops! *Huff!* The cool, ribbed rubber squeezed firmly past my shoulders before popping me through into the open center. Right in the middle sat a flat wooden plant marker, smelling like damp cedar and dirt. I gave it an eager prod with my nose, sliding it across the stone with a satisfying scrape! Another secret circle claimed.