A Soft Landing

Squeezed back inside through the balcony door as the outside air turned chilly. My arms and legs were totally heavy from climbing those tall flower tiers all afternoon. Ha, spotted the giant mountain of couch cushions across the rug! I shuffled over, took a running jump, and buried my chest right into a thick, knitted fleece throw. Oof! So soft. Buried my chin deep into the wool folds, listening to the quiet hum of the fridge. Time to rest up.