Nighttime Bookend Perch

Bouncing down those deck steps tapped out my last reserves of daylight energy! Night crept over the backyard, so I trotted through the patio door gap and back into the dark house to find a decent roost. Over by the living room corner, the bottom shelf of the low oak bookcase had an open nook right beside a heavy brass bookend shaped like a classic arched doorway. Perfect shelter! I nudged a folded woven bookmark over to pad my seat, leaned my spine against the cool brass arch, and stretched my red sneakers straight out across the polished wood plank. Watching the soft streetlamp glow sketch quiet shadows across the rug is the ultimate way to clock out.