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At the Meadow Edge, Maple and Fern opened the old picnic basket to plant. A sudden gust whisked the seed packets away, sending them fluttering in every direction.
On the Breezy Meadow Path, Maple spotted a seed packet snagged in the grass. He led Fern toward it as more papers fluttered ahead.
Maple pinned the packet with one paw and saw its paper trail continuing through the grass. Fern leaned close, ready to follow.
The trail led Maple beneath a flat stone, where he found another packet. Fern curved a leafy wing over the loose papers and held them safe.
A last packet sailed toward the willow nook. Maple bounded after its fluttering corner, while Fern hurried behind with wings spread wide.
Maple caught the final seed packet in the willow nook, just as raindrops began. Their seed packets were safe inside the old picnic basket at last.
“Plant them here!” Maple decided. Sheltered beneath the willow, they filled the old picnic basket with soil before the rain grew stronger.
Maple pressed seeds into one corner while Fern sprinkled others into another. They planted a few in the soil beside the basket, too.
The rain drummed harder, so Fern arched his wings over the basket. Maple held the lid steady to keep their newly planted seeds safe.
Over the next few days, tiny seedlings peeked up beside the basket. Maple remembered the neighbor who missed the meadow: they could bring the pocket garden there.
At the neighbor’s porch, Maple and Fern carried the basket between them. They set the pocket garden beneath the open window, where the neighbor could enjoy the meadow from home.
In time, the first flowers opened on the porch. Maple and Fern watched proudly as their little garden brought the meadow to the neighbor.
