A Tiny Supply Delivery

I trotted over to the snail shell cabin to deliver some real polar rations! Right beside the terracotta pot, I spotted a single crisp, dried coriander seed rolling in the morning breeze. I clamped both hands around the tiny round sphere and marched straight back to our bark outpost. Squeezing past the snail shell doorway on my knees, I rolled the seed right inside next to the white quartz passenger. Clink! It nestled perfectly beside the yellow petal ticket like a miniature pantry barrel. Now our inland base has its very first pantry stocked!