Cable knit by Joy | Dec 19, 2014 | My Life, Poetry, Senses, Things of a Tactile Nature | 0 comments Cocooned in cozy gray braids; this fitted blanket is my shield of warmth. Related Posts:TOUCHFall Style Game Plan for Newish MomsWhat is found, most often far surpasses what is lostA sleeping baby…Wednesday Word of the Day – Snuggleable#WeekendCoffeeShare – Would you go for that? Submit a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.