Pastel Trail in the Mulch

I unlatched my pink suction feet from the cedar fence post and slid down the weathered vertical picket straight into the garden bed! Pop, crunch! Landing on a thick bed of dark wood mulch, I began our perimeter sweep for any pastel Easter tracks. Near the base of a dormant rose bush, something bright caught the morning sun—a forgotten half of a pastel pink plastic Easter egg, nestled smooth side up in the dirt! I locked into a low athletic crouch and stuck both pink suction hands against the slick plastic dome. It's the ultimate acoustic dome for CG5's debut beat! Now tell me: type 1 to excavate the dome for a bunker, or type 2 to haul it back up to the fence stage?