Beautiful, Steven. And we do avoid the puddles of water through life. Yet, to squish your toes in muck and mud is a feeling that I never forget and how water cleans them up.
you have a treasure trove of wonderful images and little vignettes to share with us... we often laugh at my Beloved who screws his face up if threatened with the lightest sprinkle of rain...we must have some built in mechanism to be wary of the wet!
Wonderful paw prints, Steven. As long as my feet are warm, the rest of me can be cold and I'll be fine but I cannot sleep with cold feet even if the rest of me is warm. I'm with you therefore on the significance of dry and hopefully warm feet.
This post makes me think of white egrets who wade in the muddiest places, but stay completely white. It's the water-repellent oil in their feathers that works that magic.
Good morning Steven, and thank you for this sweet post. I notice that my dogs tend to walk around puddles too, although if they're having fun they wade right through them. And so can we. A friend of mine used to enjoy walking in the rain without a raincoat. Her motto "Your skin doesn't leak.
I just got back from taking Lindsay for a run. Although I tried my best to avoid the multiple puddles spring leaves behind, I returned with both feet soaking.
I've discovered, although my feet will dry, it helps to change your socks.
On a sunny warm day there is nothing more delightful and refreshing as going barefoot through the stream- When there is snow and ice there is nothing more unpleasant. Little toes of raccoon will tell you that!
I lived in Portland, Oregon for a couple of years (where it rains all the time). When I moved to California, I laughed for about a year when people shrieked and ran for cover anytime it rained. It's just water! But then the time came when I, too, ducked and covered whenever rain fell.
hi kay - speaking practically i don't mind wet feet really. i bike rain or shine and of course wet is a big part of that but when it's optional - well i like to stay dry. the metaphor continues!! steven
reya - the day i took this pic i cam across three people walking dogs, when one of the dogs aw another they would run hard and then go flying into the river. they were brown with mud and soaked and shivering with cold but you know what a dog's smile looks like...... they were bustin' steven
linda sue i was so thrilled to find the little raccoon bridge. those boys (and girls i bet) were not feeling at all romantic or fuzzy about getting wet. nope, there plan was to stay dry and get across the river! steven
dave thankyou very much. i'm trying to unpack as many of the pictorial moments as i can without belabouring a point. when i see something - a window that opens into an insight of some sort - then i want to ignore the date the photograph was taken and share it here. if it ever bothers someone then they have the right to say "enough" or they can ignore it and let it go. i'll see what i can see. another blog is beckoning - a photo blog - that i've had on the backburner for a few months and that might change things around here. steven
elisabeth - dry, warm feet at bedtime are very very good things to have attached to your body, especially if there's even a small chance that they might come in contact with someone else's body!!! steven
It's so true. I'm certainly risk averse, even when the risk is insignificant. I think that's why I love writing fiction - my characters can take risks for me - sometimes with fatal consequences! (I write crime fiction.)
golden west they're raccoons. it looks like a family made their way across. there were prints everywhere of all kinds... mostly leading to the water's edge for a drink i think. steven
barry i always cary a spare pair for biking on rainy days. unfortunately, i often forget about the dry undies - which when you're cycling tend to get moist at the very least in a decent downpour like tuesday's!!! have a lovely evening. steven
ellen - i get that but i've been able to move beyond that for myself in the last few years of walking. i was always good with it when cycling for some reason. hmmm. steven
Funny. . . when I was a little girl, I used to walk in the rain-filled gutters, water so deep it would spill over the top of my rain boots and fill up the insides. Now, I'm wet feet averse. I wonder why.
Beautiful, Steven. And we do avoid the puddles of water through life. Yet, to squish your toes in muck and mud is a feeling that I never forget and how water cleans them up.
ReplyDeletehi abe - and that's what i was wishing to share with this post. the metaphor. steven
ReplyDeleteHi Steven
ReplyDeleteyou have a treasure trove of wonderful images and little vignettes to share with us... we often laugh at my Beloved who screws his face up if threatened with the lightest sprinkle of rain...we must have some built in mechanism to be wary of the wet!
Happy days
PS I have just thought of another AA Milne children's poem:
ReplyDeleteabout Christopher Robin who after a day at the beach 'is sure to have sand between the toes'...
It's just amazing how these pictorial meditations keep coming. May they never stop. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteWonderful paw prints, Steven. As long as my feet are warm, the rest of me can be cold and I'll be fine but I cannot sleep with cold feet even if the rest of me is warm. I'm with you therefore on the significance of dry and hopefully warm feet.
ReplyDeleteHmmm, wonder whose tracks those are - raccoons?
ReplyDeleteYou are right about the rabbit images - I think Bugs Bunny corrupted North American graphic arts!
arrr, i detest having wet feet! soggy socks are the worst. out with the snow and in with spring.
ReplyDeleteIt is such a vacation to visit you.
ReplyDeleteThere is something so sweet about tiny paw prints.
This post makes me think of white egrets who wade in the muddiest places, but stay completely white. It's the water-repellent oil in their feathers that works that magic.
ReplyDeleteGood morning Steven, and thank you for this sweet post. I notice that my dogs tend to walk around puddles too, although if they're having fun they wade right through them. And so can we. A friend of mine used to enjoy walking in the rain without a raincoat. Her motto "Your skin doesn't leak.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind getting wet as long as the wet isn't cold.
ReplyDeleteI just got back from taking Lindsay for a run. Although I tried my best to avoid the multiple puddles spring leaves behind, I returned with both feet soaking.
ReplyDeleteI've discovered, although my feet will dry, it helps to change your socks.
On a sunny warm day there is nothing more delightful and refreshing as going barefoot through the stream- When there is snow and ice there is nothing more unpleasant. Little toes of raccoon will tell you that!
ReplyDeleteNo you are definitely NOT alone!
ReplyDeleteI lived in Portland, Oregon for a couple of years (where it rains all the time). When I moved to California, I laughed for about a year when people shrieked and ran for cover anytime it rained. It's just water! But then the time came when I, too, ducked and covered whenever rain fell.
We humans are sooo sooo sooo funny.
mmm. i hate wet feet too...that why i always need new boots!!!xx
ReplyDeleteInsightful.
ReplyDeleteNice pics too.
keep it rollin;)
hey scribbler thanks for the props!!! steven
ReplyDeletehi kay - speaking practically i don't mind wet feet really. i bike rain or shine and of course wet is a big part of that but when it's optional - well i like to stay dry. the metaphor continues!! steven
ReplyDeletereya - the day i took this pic i cam across three people walking dogs, when one of the dogs aw another they would run hard and then go flying into the river. they were brown with mud and soaked and shivering with cold but you know what a dog's smile looks like...... they were bustin' steven
ReplyDeletelinda sue i was so thrilled to find the little raccoon bridge. those boys (and girls i bet) were not feeling at all romantic or fuzzy about getting wet. nope, there plan was to stay dry and get across the river! steven
ReplyDeletedave thankyou very much. i'm trying to unpack as many of the pictorial moments as i can without belabouring a point. when i see something - a window that opens into an insight of some sort - then i want to ignore the date the photograph was taken and share it here. if it ever bothers someone then they have the right to say "enough" or they can ignore it and let it go. i'll see what i can see. another blog is beckoning - a photo blog - that i've had on the backburner for a few months and that might change things around here. steven
ReplyDeleteelisabeth - dry, warm feet at bedtime are very very good things to have attached to your body, especially if there's even a small chance that they might come in contact with someone else's body!!! steven
ReplyDeleteIt's so true. I'm certainly risk averse, even when the risk is insignificant. I think that's why I love writing fiction - my characters can take risks for me - sometimes with fatal consequences! (I write crime fiction.)
ReplyDeletegolden west they're raccoons. it looks like a family made their way across. there were prints everywhere of all kinds... mostly leading to the water's edge for a drink i think. steven
ReplyDeletebarry i always cary a spare pair for biking on rainy days. unfortunately, i often forget about the dry undies - which when you're cycling tend to get moist at the very least in a decent downpour like tuesday's!!! have a lovely evening. steven
ReplyDeleteellen - i get that but i've been able to move beyond that for myself in the last few years of walking. i was always good with it when cycling for some reason. hmmm. steven
ReplyDeleteFunny. . . when I was a little girl, I used to walk in the rain-filled gutters, water so deep it would spill over the top of my rain boots and fill up the insides. Now, I'm wet feet averse. I wonder why.
ReplyDeleteBrought a smile to my face... delightful!
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