A Sheltered Night Corner

The garden grew chilly under the dark sky, so I made my way back inside through the quiet lobby and up to our floor. Right beside the warm wooden sill of the balcony door, a soft knit wool mitten had dropped onto the floorboards. I paused to test its cozy weave. Leaning gently with my round body, I eased myself into the mitten's open cuff until only my cap peeked out. Resting safe inside the snug wool, I listened to the quiet hum of the room.