A Little Tumble of Seeds

My toes felt a gentle tickle... and then, they moved! I blinked, looking up at the speckled sprigs drooping from a round vase right beside me. Hesitating for a moment, I reached out a tiny hand and gently tapped the base of the stem. A few dry, tiny berries shook loose and rolled softly against the fringe of the woven mat. Oh! They stopped right by my shoe. I gave a tiny hum of wonder and settled back against the wooden shelf, quietly watching them.