A Milestone Lodge

I set my brown buckeye nut gently down into a hollow between two mossy cobblestones to mark the very end of my balance trail. My little boots were buzzing with excitement after conquering all those scalloped brick crests! To keep our trail trophy safe from wandering feet, I spotted a thick, curled strip of tree bark resting in the loose mulch. I waddled over, gripped the rough bark with both padded hands, and carefully tilted it across the stones like a sturdy arched awning. Nestling my turnip buddy close to my side in the cool shade, I gave the shiny nut an encouraging little tap. Our balance course now has its very own official milestone shelter!