It felt wierd ...
... standing barefoot and bare-chested,
the sunrays warming my back,
unloading the boots and parka from my car,
after driving from MI to Nashville (southern) Indiana.
It felt weird ...
... Taking the dogs on Patrol
[that's where we walk the path around the property,
reminding them of their boundaries]
barefoot and bare-chested ...
It felt weird ...
... feeling the mud squish between my toes
It felt wierd ...
... Walking barefoot through the pine grove,
with cones every few inches,
and noticing, without conscious thought,
my bare feet always finding a place between the cones ...
The day lilies are already sprouting their stems from the ground.
Ah, a taste of spring to come!
Time to get serious with the garden!!!
TimE.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
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