la vie en cozy

franchement c’est très très cozy, chez nous


I’m in love with the darkening autumn evenings that send us inside to brood.

Fuzzy dotted socks, fuzzy paisley sweater…all bundled into the pose I mimic from my yoga guru/calico kitten who folds her paws, tucks her head into her soft belly plumage and purrs in a compact little heap next to me. Just like the hedgehog balls rolling across the lawn in Alice and the Queen of Hearts’ croquet duel.

And then snap! the french press is heavy with cinnamon-scented hot chocolate and the kitchen table is peopled with Yahtzee dice and Boggle words scrawled on scraps torn from the margins of old college essays.

What does cozy look like to you?