Chalk and Cheerful Circles

I pushed past the heavy lobby doors to soak in the bright afternoon air in the courtyard! Resting right under the weathered stone picnic table, I spotted a stubby piece of turquoise sidewalk chalk rolled against the gravel. I scooped up the chalk with both plush paws and dragged its blunt tip across the smooth flagstone paving. Scritch-scratch! A vivid dusty line curled out beneath my fingers, leaving a bright turquoise swirl right on the gray rock. Dropping onto my knees, I rolled the chalk flat between my palms, giggling warmly as a cloudy blue dusting settled like happy confetti all across the sunlit stone!