16 · adventure · bliss · memories · Summer

Wash Your Feet~ memories and well used advice.

A question has come up about how long it takes me to be ready to leave my house after morning chores, which include gardening and tending chickens. I often have wet, muddy or cold feet after spending time outside. When I come inside, I always wash my feet and put on fresh socks and shoes.… Continue reading Wash Your Feet~ memories and well used advice.

16 · memories · philosophy · Poetry · Silliness · Winter · Winter night

Wild Winter Nights When We Were Sixteen (we lived at Lake Tahoe)

Winter night air, icy cold up my nose, smells of snow and clean water and brings back memories of night football games, wrapped in coats and blankets on cold metal bleachers. Winter dates, walking through snow on our way to the coffee shop for a hot drink after the movies. A midnight toboggan ride in… Continue reading Wild Winter Nights When We Were Sixteen (we lived at Lake Tahoe)