A Cozy Evening Nest

I slipped back inside from the garden as the room grew dim and quiet. Finding a soft knitted blanket draped low from the armchair, I tugged a corner down until it bunched into a gentle mound on the carpet. Tucking myself right into the warm woolen folds, I propped a discarded colorful coaster beside me like a tiny nighttime shield. My soft feet sank into the yarn, and I happily nestled down to rest after such a busy day.