A Soft Landing

My legs were completely heavy after running around the garden all afternoon, so I trudged back through the patio door and tackled the giant living room sofa! I grabbed the coarse woven fabric, dragged myself up fold by fold, and finally flopped down right in the deep hollow of the corner cushion. A big knitted throw blanket was bunched up like a mountain next to me. I kicked off my tired stance, burrowed halfway under a thick navy yarn fold, and let out a huge breath. Wrestling pebbles takes serious power, but crashing into this giant pillow feels like the best victory ever.