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Updated: Aug 30, 2019

"If you're not barefoot, then you're overdressed." ...Unknown

And guess what...I'm barefoot...again! I'm going to be honest, I never used to be a big fan of walking around barefoot. Since I was a kid I wore gym shoes (sneakers) even in summer. I learned my lesson real fast trying to run in flip flops! Plus, the pool that we swam in as kids was in the middle of a park (which was across the street from our house) and we had to run through the grass that was actually an enormous field of clover full of honey bees so we DEFINITELY needed shoes. However, last year I read an article about how science has proven the benefits of walking barefoot in grass. I can't tell you the last time my feet have felt grass. Of course the spring season was the wettest season I think I've ever experienced so I took the challenge and started going outside barefoot. It was tricky at first because one must learn to dodge "doggie landmines", but I found myself enjoying it! I also read it takes an average of 66 days before a new behavior becomes automatic...and guess who's barefoot 99% of the time while at home? 🙋🏻‍♀️ The dogs and I will go out into the gardens to cut the flowers or check vegetables and the wet dewy grass feels amazing. I'm also constantly on the deck with the hose watering wilted flowers from the ungodly heat we've been having and it's just natural to walk out there barefoot and hose down everything, including my feet! Such a summer feeling...🌞

And speaking of summer feeling, for those here in the US, how was your 4th of July celebration. While our kids went in different directions to spend it with their friends, Bill and I spent the majority of the day anticipating the anxiety attack our eldest puppy was going to have.

our pup in a scarf

Poor girl...We read that if you took an ACE bandage and wrapped the dog like this, it provides a sense of "restriction and confinement" and actually calms them. Of course we read this and tore up our house trying to find one of the many bandages we USED to have and couldn't find a one. Then I remembered this beautiful scarf my pen friend Lesley (Hi Lesley!!!) made for me and it's extra long and wonderful. It was a perfect fit and as you can see, it actually calmed her for a little while. To have her lying down and resting is unheard of during her anxiety attacks...all she does is pace 😞 And no, she isn't being choked. The picture just makes it look like it!


And then it started. As you can see, summer plays with your head and your clock. It was still daylight, but the clock said 9:36pm We decided to mosey up to our bedroom so the dog could hide in our closet and not feel alone. The little puppy was totally fine with the noise and calmly went into her crate for the evening. As much as I hate to say it, while our little freaked out pup was hiding I was standing at one of our bedroom windows with my handy dandy phone camera snapping pictures of the display right in our very own backyard. Removing the dying tree last fall gave us a clear shot of the cul-de-sac of street fireworks directly behind us.