Feet Don’t Fail Me Now September 23, 2011
Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Nature, Poetry, Word Play.trackback
Barefeet wading streams
Lazy days and hazy nights
Summer reigns again
Turning back the clocks
Daylight Saving Time runs out
Twilight comes too soon
My last barefoot day
Hearing the Chesapeake Bay
Lapping at its shores
Braving the chill rain
Running errands through puddles
At least it’s not snow
Frigid arctic blast
Freezes me in my tracks
Paralyzing thought
Planning our escape
From Winter’s frosty embrace
Warms me to the core
Loaded to the max
We head south for the Winter
Fleeing from Jack Frost
Feet Don’t Fail Me Now
Aah . . . that’s better!
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Spirit Lights The Way 
those wonderful bearers of us peeps!
My feet are always happiest “en plein aire.” 😀
Great band. Thanks for sharing that one.
Love me some F~E~A~T!!!
OMG . . . there’s a fat man in the bathtub . . . 😉
I envy you your trek south away from the frost. We’re stuck with incessant rain here…
Fleeing Jack Frost definitely was a move in the right direction. We are far happier here.
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I go barefoot whenever possible, even in winter. I need some of those foot-shaped running shoe things…
I wear flip flops as late in the year as possible . . . but only if my toes stay warm.
Those foot-shaped running things are FUNKY looking ~ not sure if I would like them as much as socks. I like gloves better than mittens, so maybe one grows accustomed to the feel.
Great post ,very interesting
Thanks, Jake.
Nancy, I thought of you this morning as I wrote my post about fall. It occured to me that you may not be looking forward to the end of the summer and the influx of those heading your direction to escape Jack.
I enjoy all the seasons here . . . when the snowbirds are here, the art shows and festivals kick into high gear. When they leave, the slow island pace is a perfect complement to summer.
Easy for you to say. I’ve got nowhere warm to go.
Gotta love the midwest with its seasons. (Most of the time I do.)
The first 50 years of my life, we spent months each year bundled up against the cold.
If I NEVER have to shovel snow again . . . I’ll survive the disappointment. 😀
What on earth are those gismos that could be boots?? Don’t tell me they are Armani or Gucci ! Clever feat for the feet to wear those.
We found those boots at a Trash Art Expo in Tampa. 😀
Hadn’t heard Little Feat in ages. Thank you and for your lovely poem. Mine are swollen tonight!
Hope you have a chance to sit down and put your feet up, Tammy. With some music playing in the background.
Aah . . . that’s better.
Your photo reminded me of when I took my son to a Club Med in Queensland, Australia, and I had the handicam and was lying poolside, and I filmed my feet just like yours there. Nice blog 🙂
“Head shots” of the feet. 😉
My feet have always LOVED to be FREE… barefoot as often as possible and sticking out from the bedclothes during the night – summer and winter, lol!
Same here, Denise. Each fall, when I packed away flip flops and sandals for the year, and unpacked turtlenecks and sweaters, sadness would set in that often didn’t lift completely until spring arrived.
Where we live now is a better fit for my tired dogs. 😀
Another barefoot fan here too. I’d go to work barefoot if I could, but somehow I’m not sure it is a very professional look in the office.
Lovely poem: we are about to start daylight saving.
As an attorney, I could not go to court barefoot . . . but once I switched to running non-profits, I wore flip flops to the office, to meetings, across campus, to teach classes, to do site visits, and to attend spring fetes!
Aah . . . FREEDOM . . . keep walking . . . keep on your toes and don’t stop talking about . . . .FREEDOM.
barefoot is lovely in the summer… lovely post thank you Nancy
Going barefoot is a delight for me. These days I do wear flip flops when out and about to protect the soles of my feet. But I kick them off every chance I get.
Lovely poem, Nancy.
I’ll miss the barefoot days too, not that we got many of them this summer.
You definitely had a cold wet summer over there this year. Florida has had months of sunny barefoot days. I haven’t worn shoes and socks since April.
Love the jazzy rain boots and the poem… 🙂
Aren’t those boots cool? We went to a Trash Art Expo and the creativity of the kids in putting “trash” to good use knocked our socks off. 😀
Yes, they did an awesome job… 🙂
Finally catching up again… where did the time go? Phew! 🙂
I’ve posted a bit more frequently the past week ~ shorter posts with less “teeth” to them. A break from controversy. 😀
I only go barefoot on the hottest of days (see my recent post) but have been known to end up with multi-coloured feet. Dye splashes don’t wash off in a hurry
Great poem, and thanks for the link too.
Walking around with technicolor feet might make a big splash with the kids in the neighborhood. 😀