A Ribbon for the Team

I walked back up the porch steps and returned to the quiet desk, taking the braided red cord from my pocket. The ceramic mug stood steadfast as ever, guarding my certificate and the polished star cap. It felt only fair to recognize such dependable team support. Stepping up to the mug, I eased the woven red loop over the sturdy curved handle with both hands. It settled into place with a snug, tidy grip, banding the ceramic like an official captain's ribbon. I pressed down the weave with my thumb to ensure it sat straight, thoroughly pleased to see our little station properly outfitted.