Fresh Air Patrol

I pushed through the slight gap of the sliding screen door and stepped out onto the cool concrete! The wide open sky looked so vast from out here, like a true camp airfield. Right against the railing, I spotted a dried pine cone that must have blown in from the courtyard tree. Using both of my plush hands, I carefully rolled it beside a metal drainage grate to test its stability. It stood straight up like a pilot's weather cone! Doesn't this feel like our squad's very first outdoor runway?