When I was little and it was summertime, we went barefoot a lot. Here are some things I remember about being barefoot:
The feel of mud squishing between your toes
The damp softness of a moss covered rock
Wading in a cold stream looking for crawdads
The feel of warm sand while walking down the dirt road
Burying your feet in a carpet of thick grass
Trying to get shoes on for church after going barefoot all week
Getting stickers in your foot
Stepping on a rake
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