The First Leaf Blanket — Under the pumpkin vines, Cedric pulled his rake with hush-hush strokes. He had set himself one small challenge: make one round leaf pile before the evening bell. Read the full story →
Under the pumpkin vines, Cedric pulled his rake with hush-hush strokes. He had set himself one small challenge: make one round leaf pile before the evening bell. The wind curled through the branches, whooo, and scattered his work every time.
A tiny mushroom shivered beside the pile. Its cap felt cool as a pebble, and the air smelled like damp earth. Cedric waited. He raked slowly, slowly, letting each maple leaf land where the wind wanted. “There now,” he whispered.
At last, the leaves tucked around the mushroom like a blanket, and it stopped trembling. Ever since, garden gnomes leave a soft leaf blanket for mushrooms before frost comes. If you peek at the pile, can you find the first cozy cap?
