I haven't tried this before, so I had a lot to choose from. I went for after midnight, I am not sure how it ended up where it did, but I suppose that is half the fun! Thank you very much! I corrected spelling but left it as is other than that, so apologies for the tense change :)

After midnight, the garden changes. The sleeping flowers with lowered heads begin to glow. The dew-dropped grass sparkles in the faint light. The Dog Rose, wild and rampant, roots and shoots striking out to new ground, began to move. The leaves danced with the ripple of passersby as little folk gathered below the glowing buds. The order of the garden had been unsettled. The path that lead from the beloved dog rose down through the trees to the canal had been invaded. A fat ginger tabby, a monster of a cat, had killed the ducklings. Not one, or two, all of them. He has stalked each one, and pounced. Last night the council of canal ducks had appealed to the little folk of the garden to address this new menace. The time had come to set a cat trap...