flying orb

on winter mornings our dad would sometimes come tell us a flying orb had landed on our porch in the night.

we would run out to the porch and see it there, a frozen orb of ice sitting on the corner. 

we would laugh and look at it until someone pushed it off the porch so it would crash on the ground below.

and wait for the next time it would land on our porch.

i never knew where the orbs came from. i thought that my dad found them or that they really landed there. 

a few years ago i realized that the "orbs" were just the water from sadies water dish, that had frozen in the night.