Gut Rumbles

July 22, 2005

the green grass of home

I've gone barefoot for a BIG part of my life. I still don't like wearing shoes today. There's just something about walking barefoot through the grass that makes me feel young again. And NOTHING smells better to me than fresh-cut, green grass.

I like the picture on this post. I hope the guy takes off his shoes and stands barefoot in the grass when he's finished cutting it.

He deserves that kind of pleasure.


Walking barefoot is great- untill you hit a sticker patch...

I once amazed a friend of mine by walking across A1A in Daytona barefoot at lunchtime.

Posted by: Mr. Blue on July 23, 2005 12:20 AM

I've done the "Oy! Oy! Oy!" dance barefoot across an alphalt parking lot in the summer a few times in my life. I had tough feet, but they weren't THAT tough.

Posted by: Acidman on July 23, 2005 12:28 AM

we made a precursor compound in the chem lab at UCSB that smelled JUST LIKE a new mown lawn.

One thing guys in their later years say is that they wished they had gone barefoot more.
I second that emotion, right here, right now.

Posted by: Wes Jackson on July 23, 2005 01:03 AM

truer words have never been spoken. Walking barefoot in grass is one of the simple pleasures in life that must be enjoyed!

Posted by: pdwalker on July 23, 2005 04:37 AM

Son-in-law leaving for Iraq next week -- I sent that picture to my daughter several months ago and she's already got the grass (and cilantro) seed & some bags of good mulch packed up in a care package!

Posted by: Marianne on July 23, 2005 05:29 AM

"And NOTHING smells better to me than fresh-cut, green grass."

Yup. Freshly cut freshly cut alphalpha. Always reminds me of my youth, ripping around back roads between farm fields in something loud and fast.

Posted by: Mr. Lion on July 23, 2005 12:53 PM


Posted by: Justthisguy on July 23, 2005 10:10 PM
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