A Gentle Sleight of Wind

Having lingered indoors near mantels and bookshelves for too long, I decided to seek fresh air. I walked across the living room parquet toward the open French doors leading to the balcony. Near the brass sill, a fallen dry seed pod and a discarded white tissue caught my attention. Pausing to assess the incoming draft, I laid the delicate tissue across the threshold. I then nudged the round seed pod onto its center. As the outdoor breeze slipped beneath the door gap, it billowed the tissue into a miniature floating dome, gently levitating the seed pod above the polished floor. A charming, effortless levitation trick staged by morning air... balance🥀