A Cloud of Skeins

I was trotting past the low bookshelf when a round wicker basket caught my eye, overflowing with puffy balls of yarn! Naturally, I had to investigate. I scrambled up the woven rim and took a brave, bouncy dive right into the center. Poof! I landed in the softest nest of pastel blue and cream wool. A stray ball of buttercup yellow unspooled around my tummy as I wiggled, weaving a cozy little cocoon around me. Nestled deep among the fluffy twists with my ears tucked in, it felt just like swimming through a warm, sleepy cloud.