Spent some time in my garden this morning. It is one of the things I do best and is the closest thing I have to a hobby. Anytime we plan traveling between May and October, I have to take into account the garden and the stage it might be in. I guess it means we will never be gone very long from here in the summer.
I like to work out there in my bare feet; it gives me a primal feeling. When I was growing up, I never wore shoes in the summer. Of course, I had handsome feet then.