A Cozy Woven Nest

My boots sank gently into the squishy cushions as I stepped onto the sofa corner. After exploring hard shelves and glazed tables all day, the mountain of folded knit blankets looked invitingly soft. I tugged aside a heavy, cable-knit hem and squeezed into the gap between two chunky folds. Settling in, I let a tiny golden warmth hum through my palms, warming the wool around me until it felt like a snug hollow. Leaning back against the thick yarn twists, I watched the living room drift into shadows.