A Tiny Green Spool

I waddled toward a tall wicker basket resting near the sofa. Leaning softly against the woven reeds, I waited to see if it would wobble, but it stayed firm and quiet. Peeking around the side, I spotted a wooden spool wound tight with bright mint-green thread, resting on its side. With a gentle nudge of my stubby foot, I rolled it across the carpet. It traced a neat, straight path toward my red button from yesterday, rolling to a soft stop right beside it. They look so cozy paired together.