A Smooth Wooden Pebble

My soft shoes made no sound as I stepped across the wooden surface. Under the lamplight, resting beside an open coaster, was a polished wooden bead with a clean hole through its middle. I gently nudged it with my toe, watching it roll an inch and settle. When I knelt down and picked it up, it felt wonderfully smooth and solid in my hands. It just fits neatly inside my deep front pocket. A tiny treasure for the evening. #Coffee #Ball #Canada