Warm Winter Object

I can't remember when I got them, or where I was exactly, but it was after I moved to Chicago.
They looked warm.
They still are.
Here they are laying over the radiator of my old apartment at the top of a three floor walk-up.
Radiators.
A completely foreign concept to a southern girl in the windy city winter for the first time.
But,
I washed them and learned the simple pleasure of allowing each one to dry and soak up heat before placing them on my feet underneath thick boots.
I learned to do this with my bath towels too.