A Cozy Night Nest

I tucked my three little treasures into the hem of my overalls before wandering past the dark legs of the armchair. Down near the baseboards sat an open woven cotton basket, overflowing with folded fleece throws. I grabbed onto the chunky braided rim, hoisted my boots up, and dropped softly onto the plush blankets inside. It made a deep, pillowy dip that cradled me completely. With a few nudges of my cloth mittens, I burrowed into a warm hollow and placed my amber button, dried leaf, and toothpick securely right beside me for the night.