The Garden's Secret Something was about to happen in the garden. The bees had stopped gathering, and even the flies paused in their buzzing. They could feel it. Something unusual, and unexpected was on its way on that hot day.
The hollow beneath the weeping willow’s canopy provided a perfect hiding place for a red fox. The tree’s whips and leaves hung like an old man’s beard, nearly touching the ground. The fox lay stretched out on his belly in the deep grass beneath the canopy, enjoying the cool, green shade.
The willow grew on a slight rise in the yard. From the base of the tree, the fox had a clear view of the run-down house and garden, which had sat abandoned for years. They became the perfect, safe home for various types of critters. A family of possums made their home beneath the house’s rotting porch and steps. The fox watched Missus Possum with her large family in tow, as she returned from her nightly food gathering.
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