Operation Fresh Air

Having conquered every desk blotter and spice jar indoors, I marched out through the cracked balcony door on an urgent reconnaissance mission! Right in the center of the terracotta trough sat a fallen yellow maple leaf, damp with morning dew. With bold resolve, I heaved both hands under its serrated stem, bracing my heels against the cool soil. It was surprisingly heavy, but with a mighty tug, I hoisted it upright like a grand ceremonial banner to salute the entire courtyard below!#Shion