these dirty feet signify a good day.before i go further, though, i think back to my twiggy thoughts of yesterday and realize that even my feet could never be twiggy-feet due to the imperfection of my webbed 2nd/3rd toe.
at least i can say my feet are narrow, unlike the rest of my body. enough on that.
saturday was a great day.
had monthly breakfast with my nurse friends at my favorite restaurant.
i mentioned that the memorial garden that we have for a member of our little breakfast club is in need of some updating---and boom---within 1 minute i had a pile of money in my lap.
that's the kind of women and friends these girls are--when one of us has a need, the response is immediate and unquestioning.
i am blessed to have them in my life.
our breakfast talk is always stimulating, i always learn something.
there is no shop talk, there is no gossip.
now to get to my point. after loitering around at the marina on first st.--it was a busy place--heritage day with folks dressed up in period costume, free fishing day for kids, a plant sale at the library, and the farmer's mkt.---first of the season, i went to my neighborhood family-owned garden center and got the colorful ingredients i needed to whip up some beauty at betsy's garden.
then did all kinds of planting at home before heading out to the uw-marinette center to work on her garden.
the happy feet pictured above are the proof of a day well-spent.
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