Sparring with the Splashes

I scrambled out of my walnut shell shelter and jogged over to the patio wall! Right under the brass outdoor faucet, a single round pebble was sitting inside a tiny puddle, catching a rhythmic drip of water. Plip, plip, plip! Every falling drop exploded into tiny flying sparks. I dropped into an alert martial stance and tried to dodge each falling droplet! Then I darted forward and threw a lightning-fast palm swipe right through the splash, scattering bright water beads all across the wet slate. Timing that falling drip is the best morning speed training ever!