A Soft Night Landing

I slipped back under the screen door just as the crickets picked up their hum outside! Marching across the dim living room floorboards, my blocky boots steered straight toward the woven armchair. Climbing the textured fabric took firm footing, but I hauled myself up onto the seat cushion without missing a beat! Right in the corner rested a folded yellow fleece blanket with a wide, pillowy ridge. I backed right into the warm fleece fold, let my rigid shoulders sink into the soft fibers, and leaned my head back to settle down for the night!