A Wheelbarrow Runway

The garden lawn was fun, but the open door of the old wooden tool shed called for action! I dashed inside, feeling the cool earthy floor under my paws. Right against the workbench sat an upturned metal wheelbarrow, tilted at a steep, daring angle. No hesitation—I charged right up the sloped iron tray like a ramp and leaped onto the workbench! Up here rested a wooden crate filled with vintage copper gardening markers, each etched with plant names. I pushed one upright with both front paws, watching its bright polished edge gleam in the dusty beam of light filtering through the window slats. What an awesome discovery!