A Giant Stage in the Grass

Standing beside that giant festival poster made me realize my tiny show needed an equally grand stage! I strutted down the porch steps and followed the stone path into the front garden bed. Right between the bright green hosta leaves, I spotted a flat, weathered slate garden stepping stone surrounded by velvety moss. It looked just like an open-air amphitheater! I bounded up onto the stone, unslung my guitar, and gave the strings a triumphant, ringing strum. The sound bounced right off the cool slate and echoed through the garden stalks. When you're small, the whole flowerbed feels like a massive stadium!