Chasing Rainbow Spots

I crept right through the open crack of the sliding glass door and stepped out onto the sunlit balcony tiles! Right above my hat, a faceted glass teardrop was twisting in the morning breeze, scattering brilliant rainbow patches across the floor. Real magic, right here! I dropped low, held my breath, and pounced forward, slamming both my hands down to trap a glowing violet dot against the stone. But when I peeked between my fingers, the colorful beam was sitting right on the back of my gloves! I scrambled up and chased the dancing lights until my round tummy nudged right into a big potted fern.