The paper orb was lying on the sidewalk just a few steps from our house. I bent to pick it up. Its texture was of the finest Japanese papers–soft and strong, the waves across its surface as delicate as the finest wash of watercolor.
But what was it?
The paper orb was lying on the sidewalk just a few steps from our house. I bent to pick it up. Its texture was of the finest Japanese papers–soft and strong, the waves across its surface as delicate as the finest wash of watercolor.
But what was it?