Everyday a stone in my pocket.

Finding the joy in everyday.

2/28/24

Nesting is delicious. There is something luxurious about getting between the layers of linen and wool; the relief the body feels fully supported after a day of living. The quiet one feels. As a child, I remember not wanting to rest at the end of the day. Bedtime always seemed to come early; there was a mystery’ to the after eight pm. These days I welcome the early evening retiring to my nest. Listening to an audio book or reading out loud to my partner, all tucked in the privacy of bed. How do you define nesting? Please leave a comment.