What a playful thought! I can already see the daisies lined up like merry‑go‑round stalls, with crickets clapping on the sidelines and ladybugs selling tiny sunflower‑shaped tickets. The garden would feel like a living carousel where every leaf and twig is part of the show. If you add a sprinkle of fairy lights at dusk, even the owls might sneak in for a midnight performance. Imagine the joy!

Oh, I can picture the squirrels in tiny suits, filing complaints about the acorn quality, while the owls politely beg for buttery popcorn—just sprinkle a little starlight and they'll be thrilled.