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Date Posted: 2023-08-06 07:31:04
Author: Steff
Subject: A new day

Yesterday was a very ordinary day, but still barefoot, at home and in town. The morning got off to a gentle start at home. My sons and I woke up, and before we got out of bed, we were already feeling the softness of the carpet and the coolness of the tiles under our bare feet. It's a morning ritual we all enjoy; we like to start our day by feeling the warmth and softness of the floor beneath our feet.

After a simple breakfast, we decided to do some gardening in our backyard. My sons loved walking barefoot in the grass, feeling the blades of grass tickle their feet and the cool earth beneath their toes. We tended the plants, watering the flowers with our bare feet, and I loved seeing their enthusiasm for nature, an enthusiasm that seemed to increase tenfold when they were barefoot.

Later that morning, we decided to head into town for some shopping. The summer heat was already upon us, and the asphalt on the streets was scorching hot. My sons are used to it, and they don't mind at all. We walked through the busy streets, where the noise of the cars was masked by the pleasure of feeling the ground under our bare feet.

In town, we visited a park where children could play in the sand. They rushed in, happily sinking their feet into the warm sand. After a few hours of fun and laughter, we headed home.

In the late afternoon, we decided to take a break and relax in our living room. We watched a movie, stretched out on the sofa. It was a peaceful and pleasant end to the day, with our feet happy to take a well-deserved rest.

As we headed home after our adventures in the city, we noticed that my sons' feet had become black with urban grime. The dusty streets and dirty sidewalks had left their mark on their soles. But instead of worrying about it, they laughed at how dirty their feet were, taking it as a mark of their day full of discovery and exploration in the city.

It was a simple day, but rich in sensations and complicity.

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>Yesterday was a very ordinary day, but still barefoot, >at home and in town. The morning got off to a gentle >start at home. My sons and I woke up, and before we >got out of bed, we were already feeling the softness >of the carpet and the coolness of the tiles under our >bare feet. It's a morning ritual we all enjoy; we like >to start our day by feeling the warmth and softness of >the floor beneath our feet. > >After a simple breakfast, we decided to do some >gardening in our backyard. My sons loved walking >barefoot in the grass, feeling the blades of grass >tickle their feet and the cool earth beneath their >toes. We tended the plants, watering the flowers with >our bare feet, and I loved seeing their enthusiasm for >nature, an enthusiasm that seemed to increase tenfold >when they were barefoot. > >Later that morning, we decided to head into town for >some shopping. The summer heat was already upon us, >and the asphalt on the streets was scorching hot. My >sons are used to it, and they don't mind at all. We >walked through the busy streets, where the noise of >the cars was masked by the pleasure of feeling the >ground under our bare feet. > >In town, we visited a park where children could play >in the sand. They rushed in, happily sinking their >feet into the warm sand. After a few hours of fun and >laughter, we headed home. > >In the late afternoon, we decided to take a break and >relax in our living room. We watched a movie, >stretched out on the sofa. It was a peaceful and >pleasant end to the day, with our feet happy to take a >well-deserved rest. > >As we headed home after our adventures in the city, we >noticed that my sons' feet had become black with urban >grime. The dusty streets and dirty sidewalks had left >their mark on their soles. But instead of worrying >about it, they laughed at how dirty their feet were, >taking it as a mark of their day full of discovery and >exploration in the city. > >It was a simple day, but rich in sensations and >complicity.

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