You're lucky I’m even wearing sandals. My base preference in life is to be barefoot, to the extent that if I put shoes on at home, my dog goes and gets in her crate, thinking I’m about to leave.
I pretty much live in my Chacos in the summer, especially on our travels.
Sunday evening. Blah.
cocktail hour entertainment last night was the appearance of three adolescent foxes (nearly full sized) chasing each other around in circles for 45 minutes...highly entertaining for them and for us...riveting for our dog, too.
I want to move to the country where there are a lot of peaches.