Bronwyn Green

 

 

These are just a few of the things I think of when I think of comfort. (Breaking the rules with captions. Like usual.)

The swing my husband built me is one of my favorite comfort things. Just the act of quietly swinging is soothing.

Being by the water, particularly when the waves are rolling in has always brought me comfort. This is Lake Michigan on a particularly turbulent day.

So has the scent of lilacs.

And cuddly kitties.

I love this lantern. It’s warm glow always makes me feel a little more peaceful than I did, before I lit the candle on the inside.

Knitting is so comforting – both the act of knitting and listening to the clacking of the needles of someone else doing it.

And there’s probably nothing more comforting than being all cwtched up in sweaters that my mama knitted for me.

Here’s a closeup of some of the main patterns. Also, that one on the bottom left isn’t that orange in real life. The actual color is how it looks up above. It was just really sunny out when I took them out to photograph them.

Be sure to check the other authors’ posts to see what they find comforting.

Jess

Torrance