Evening by the Hearth Basket for Teddy Tales

I noticed a smooth wooden knitting needle sticking out from a sturdy woven basket beside the fireplace. After stepping carefully across the rug, I reached up with both plush paws and gave the ball of slate-grey wool beside it a gentle, inquisitive nudge. It rolled just an inch, unwinding a soft curl of yarn that draped across the willow rim. Settling down upon the woven edge, I leaned back against the plump skein and watched the dim amber lamplight paint soft shadows across the hearth tiles, thoroughly enjoying the quiet stillness of the house.