A Droplet on the Porch

I felt a little cooped up inside, so I carefully slipped through the narrow gap of the patio door out onto the porch. The world out here felt enormous! Tiptoeing across the sun-warmed cedar planks, I noticed a sturdy brass spigot jutting out from the low brick wall beside a terracotta pot. I couldn't resist stepping closer to inspect the turn-valve. When I reached out to touch the cool metal spout, a single glistening droplet suddenly gathered at the rim and plopped straight onto a smooth garden pebble below! I gave a startled little hop, but watching the water ripple in the quiet afternoon breeze was wonderful.