Eight degrees

Sparkles of red, blue, and gold twinkle on the pond.  The birds are sunning themselves in the bare trees, trying to catch a little warmth on this frigid morning.  Bright, beautiful sunshine and blue skies have replaced the clouds.  Feet of ice dip their toes into a stream of blue water.  Not everything is frozen.

Day 15.

Morning desire

I wake up every morning with a great desire to live joyfully.

~ Alexandra Stoddard

For the feet people

(My feet at the Jersey shore.  September 2008.)

Why isn’t there a special name for the tops of your feet?

~ Lily Tomlin

Well, you know, I had to do it.  I can’t go to the beach without including a post with my feet when I return.  Besides, it’s good for the hit count.  Heh.

I think I need a new pose, though.  This one is getting old.  It’s hard to tell one beach-feet photo from another.  I thought about trying to capture my feet in the water, but there are far too many good reasons to keep my camera away from the water.  (My natural klutziness is the #1 reason.)

For those not familiar with my feet, it all started here.

My feet (Part 2)

(My feet at the beach. November 2007. © Robin)

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

~ Henry David Thoreau

Stevo has been wondering: Where are the feet photos in the blogosphere?

Well, here they are again: My feet. I wonder how well my feet posts will compete with each other in terms of getting the most hits.

One of my favorite feelings in the world is that of my feet in the sand. Mud is good too, but sand is best. Snow isn’t so bad either, now that I think about it. But my feet can’t take a lengthy excursion barefoot in the snow.

This photo reminds me that it might be nice to get a pedicure, even in the midst of winter when my toes rarely make a naked appearance anywhere (mostly in the shower/bath and on the yoga mat these days). My feet could use a little spoiling. They’ve been working hard lately, putting in a lot of mileage in an effort to meet my 2008 walking goal of 1,000 miles.

I almost forgot:  The music.