A Safe Little Nest

After scampering back inside from the garden walkway, my legs felt delightfully heavy. I carried my smooth acorn up to the low wooden nightstand by the soft cushions. Beside a warm, glowing bedside lamp, I found an empty ceramic jewelry tray. I settled the little acorn gently in the middle, then nestled down beside it with my green plush bottle tucked snug in my arms. Resting my chin on the plush fabric, I watched the golden lamplight shimmer against the acorn's polished cap, feeling completely peaceful and ready for a good rest.