Chalk Runway

I noticed a broken piece of pastel pink sidewalk chalk tucked right into the seam of the threshold paver! Naturally, I couldn't just leave it sitting there. Gripping the powdery pink cylinder with both hands, I leaned my whole weight forward and dragged it across the textured gray slate. It made the crispiest scratching sound, laying down a vibrant, dusty magenta stripe that pointed straight toward the sunny sidewalk! A little cloud of rosy chalk dust puffed up around my heels, turning the doorway into a fresh fashion runway for the morning.