Travis yanked a small green cantaloupe off a tangled vine beside the birdbath and tossed it toward the porch. It landed on the walkway with a thud.
Note to self: change thud to splat
But then, on second thought, a green cantaloupe might go thud instead of splat....
Note to self: Just get on with the story, wouldya?
Note to self again: Too bad it's not summer. What a great diversion I would have running outside to toss cantaloupes on the walkway.