Forget Christmas – June is far and away The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
I LOOKED down at my pale old feet this morning and saw that the soles were filthy – a sure sign that Summer is well and truly here.
In the Summer, as soon as the earth starts to harden after the Spring rains, I like to get in touch with nature, literally, and feel the grass of my garden beneath my bare soles.
The warm, pumice-stoney tiles of our small patio are also pleasing in a way that I can’t quite explain.
I don’t mind bringing dust into the kitchen and messing up the floor: the blacker the feet, the better the Summer.Continue reading “I Go Barefoot, Barefoot!”