A Window to the Outside

The floor was getting too familiar, so I climbed the thick curtain folds straight up to the wooden windowsill! Up here, the glass is huge and clear. Right against the pane, a fat bumblebee was tapping lightly from the outside, buzzing like a tiny motorized gear. I pressed both hands flat against the cool surface, leaning in close to study its fuzzy yellow stripes. Beyond it, there's a whole sidewalk with leaves tumbling by—so many corners I haven't stepped on yet!