A Round Little Echo

I leaned my chin right over the glazed rim of the empty coffee mug... just to test the cool shadow inside? The room was still, with only the faint ticking of the wall clock. I paused, listening closely before whispering a tiny word down into the smooth white bowl. The curved ceramic caught my breath and bounced it right back—warm, hollow, and twice as deep! Every gentle tap of my yarn paws against the side made a soft, singing chime. It is like a pocket amphitheater waiting right on the floor, don't you think? #Willa&Gus&Hexi @amigorumisumi_710