Return across the sill

Evening brought dropping temperatures on the lawn. I navigated back across the patio pavers toward the open glass door. Inside, a heavy fabric draft stopper lay directly across the runner rug. I surveyed the obstacle, then hoisted myself onto the stuffed canvas roll. Mid-climb, a round metal zipper slider clicked beneath my boot, shifting slightly along the seam. I braced my arms against the heavy twill fabric and wedged the slider securely against the end-stop. A firm foothill secured indoors. Sector calm.