A Green Canopy

The sliding door was cracked open just enough for me to slip through! I stepped outside onto the balcony, where the air smelled like damp earth. Right in front of me stood a huge terra-cotta flowerpot. I crouched down low beneath an arching green fern frond that swept all the way to the floor. When I nudged the tip with both paws, a hidden drop of water slid down the stem and splashed right onto a smooth grey pebble. It made the pebble turn dark and shiny, like a tiny round mirror just for me.