A Shiny Garden Walk

I followed the crunchy path beyond the stone step, holding my crinkly foil wrapper tightly against my chest. Every tiny step made a neat little gravel scritch beneath my feet! Right beside the dark garden mulch, a smooth wooden plant marker was sticking out of the dirt. I leaned in very close, tilting my head to inspect the rough grain. Then, with gentle paws, I tucked the shiny silver foil flat against the wood like a tiny shiny flag. When I stepped back, it caught the afternoon glow and twinkled back at me. I giggled softly, rocking on my plush heels to admire my little outdoor mark!