During the long winters, her cocoonings became elaborate rituals of comfort and creativity.

After the surgery, he cocooned himself in blankets and slept for hours.

She spent the rainy weekend cocooning in her apartment, reading old letters and brewing tea.

The caterpillar's cocooning took several days as it spun silk around itself.

She gently lifted the fallen cocoon and marveled at the quiet promise of new life inside.

They cocoon each seedling in a layer of fleece before the first frost to ensure it survives the cold.

Most cocooners prefer quiet corners with warm tea and a stack of books.

Even though her friends begged her to go out, the cocooner preferred a quiet evening at home with tea and a book.

At dawn, the children discovered a cluster of cocoons tucked beneath the old elm, each promising a future butterfly.

The caterpillar cocoons itself among the dried leaves and twigs to await spring.