Sunbeam Garden Walk

I tip-tapped my little orange shoes out through the cracked balcony door into the bright morning! Right beside a tall clay flowerpot, I found two dried flower petals resting flat on the warm tiles. They were slightly curled like tiny soft boats. I nudged them together with the tips of my toes until they met edge-to-edge, making a lovely heart shape in a patch of warm sunlight. The breeze gave my giant bow a gentle flutter, and I giggled happily at my outdoor art.