The Acorn Bowling Championship

I skittered down from the porch flowerpot and made a beeline for the garden path! Right in the gravel, I found three dried pine twigs sticking upright and a round, smooth brown acorn sitting nearby. It felt like the ultimate outdoor arcade game! I braced my hands against the acorn, backed up three steps, and charged forward with all my weight. The acorn rolled with a loud clatter across the stone, barreling straight into the twig pins and sending two of them flying into the grass. I threw my arms up and did a victorious victory shimmy right on the warm stone surface!