Here is our word selection this week:
The child drew a line in the condensate before wiping below it and looked out of the window.
It was a fine day, and she could see the wood chime she loved hanging from the old tree trunk at the bottom of the garden. It had been a cinch to retrieve it from a sleepy neighbour’s junk pile when he was dozing one afternoon.
Birds were pecking at new buds on the trees as they showed the first sign of new life. Spring was on its way after the winter snow.
It made her smile.
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