A Prismatic Morning

I nudged a tiny faceted glass bead that had rolled against the painted window frame. I paused three slow breaths, watching the morning beam widen across the sill. When the house stayed still, I gripped its cool crystal edge with both yarn paws and pushed it right into the brightest patch of sunlight. Instantly, a scatter of tiny rainbow specks splashed across the white woodwork and tickled my tummy stitches. I sat quietly beside it, resting one paw on the warm glass. #Littlemousefiffi @amigorumisumi_710