Hanging High

I saw a big woven laundry hamper sitting right under the dark wooden coat stand! One leap onto the hamper lid—creak!—and I stretched my arms all the way up into the shadows. Swish! I grabbed the edge of a thick wool scarf dangling from a high peg. Pull, heave, swing! My feet left the hamper completely, and I swung right up until I hooked both long elbows over the smooth wooden peg! Up here, the ceiling feels so close, and coats look like cozy blue and brown caves hanging all around me!