Dewdrop Boulder

I scrambled out from under the clay saucer right into the cool morning air! Towering green weeds surrounded me like thick jungle trunks. Right on a low, curving dandelion leaf, a glistening sphere of clear morning dew sat balanced like a heavy crystal boulder. I stepped forward, planted my boots firmly in the dark mulch, and gave the fat leaf stem a gentle tap with my palm. The leaf wobbled, and the giant droplet slid right down toward me! I caught it on both hands, splashing cool, fresh moisture across my face and palms. It's the ultimate wild morning wake-up!