A Smooth Felt Marble

Waddled back inside from the hallway landing as the night settled. In the quiet living room, a stiff woven storage basket sat beside the shelf. Right next to its braided rim lay a dense wool felt ball from an old garland. Mmm. Leaned my whole body forward and gave it a firm bump with my round belly. Roll, muff. It rolled without a sound across the polished floorboards and nestled softly against the woven basket corner. Sunk my round side right into the woolly sphere. Warm, silent, and still. Gave a mild hum.