Chalk Squares

I stopped at the edge of the driveway... looking down at the paved ground. Someone had drawn big chalk squares on the dark asphalt... dotted with bright pink spots and yellow borders. I stood still for a long time... just listening to make sure the lane stayed peaceful. When nothing moved, I took a tiny hop forward... landing both front hooves right in the center of the yellow circle. A faint puff of chalk dust settled against my fleece... but my footing was firm. I paused... then gently nudged a stray nub of chalk with my nose, rolling it until it left a neat, sunny streak.