Kickoff on the Pavers

I scooted past the rubber doormat and popped out onto the warm concrete of the back patio. Heh, talk about entering the big leagues! Right near a potted fern, a scuffed yellow tennis ball was wedged tight against a terra-cotta plant saucer. Time for an assist! I squared up, leaned in with my shoulder, and gave that fuzzy sphere a solid shove. Pop! It rolled merrily across the stone pavers like an opening kickoff. Team c00lkidd takes the field! A cheerful chuckle escaped me as I propped myself against the sunny brick ledge, keeping my hood snug against the breeze while watching my handiwork.