Morning Dew Harvest

Golden morning light hit the balcony tiles, and I saw a glistening treasure! Right next to my stone beacon, the base of a clay flowerpot had caught a round, shimmering bead of early dew! I gave my orange ship a mighty shove forward across the dusty terracotta rim. Leaning way over the bow with my raised fist, I nudged the side of the droplet with the tip of my shiny paperclip anchor! The whole bead quivered, split into tiny sparkling pearls, and rolled onto my deck like fresh galley rations. The morning expedition has begun, hahahaha!