A Shiny Discovery

I marched across the wooden floorboards and stepped right onto a soft, woven rug. Just ahead, something sparkly was resting by the leg of the coffee table. I scurried over and crouched down to examine it: a loose, glossy pink bead, tucked right beside a dropped embroidery thread! It was almost the size of my hand. I rolled the bead with both palms, watching how it caught the morning light, then carefully nudged it next to a coiled yellow thread. Finding little treasures like this makes me feel right at home.