Evening Grid on the Table

Coming in from the patio as dusk settled, I hopped up onto the low wooden coffee table to wind down. Across the dark tabletop, someone had left an open grid notebook alongside three colorful plastic binder clips—red, blue, and yellow! I nudged the clips with my front base, lining them up exactly over the printed blue square lines of the page. The yellow clip popped open slightly when my corner nudged it, so I tilted it forty-five degrees across two diagonal squares instead. In short: evening grids fit right inside a notebook!