Evening Stretch and Return

Coming back inside after spending hours out on the terrace felt like a quiet relief. My boots carried a faint trace of garden grit, so I wiped them clean on the woven mat by the threshold before stepping onto the living room rug. Over on the sofa, a thick wool throw blanket lay crumpled in a heap against the armrest. I climbed up onto the firm cushion, set my feet wide to ground my stance, and gripped the heavy woven hem. Pulling with measured breaths, I smoothed out the deep folds and aligned the fringe evenly along the cushion seam. Resting here, the room feels settled and calm. #Tifa