I got a little taste of the joys of being barefoot as I was on vacation at the beach on the first day of Spring. But, sadly, I returned home to winter weather, which continued (in temperature anyway) pretty much until May 1st.
Here we are now just days from the first day of summer and I am joyfully in full barefoot mode. The perfect time to pay homage to Barefoot Days through poetry.
Barefoot Days
Boots and clogs and thick wool socks,
winter fashion woes.
How I long to walk around,
nothing on my toes.
Even indoors, toddler years
really are no joke.
We all know the leggos curse,
holes in feet they poke.
But summer, how you bring me joy,
outside, I barefoot go,
Not a thought is given now,
to ice or sleet or snow.
Barefoot are the days for me.
Beach . . . lawn I care not.
Going shoeless is a dream
even when pavement's hot.
Maybe I should move down south,
live there all year long,
Throw those boots all in the trash,
right where they belong.
Spend all day outside the house,
naked as can be,
Mind out of the gutter, friends,
meant only to the knee.
Leggo minefields are long gone,
winter weather too.
Barefoot. How could that be wrong?
Squish. Neighbor's doggy's poo.
Ewwwwww!
Wishing you all, be it on the beach or on your lawn, a lovely barefoot season. And a home with considerate neighbors.
winter fashion woes.
How I long to walk around,
nothing on my toes.
Even indoors, toddler years
really are no joke.
We all know the leggos curse,
holes in feet they poke.
But summer, how you bring me joy,
outside, I barefoot go,
Not a thought is given now,
to ice or sleet or snow.
Barefoot are the days for me.
Beach . . . lawn I care not.
Going shoeless is a dream
even when pavement's hot.
Maybe I should move down south,
live there all year long,
Throw those boots all in the trash,
right where they belong.
Spend all day outside the house,
naked as can be,
Mind out of the gutter, friends,
meant only to the knee.
Leggo minefields are long gone,
winter weather too.
Barefoot. How could that be wrong?
Squish. Neighbor's doggy's poo.
Ewwwwww!
Wishing you all, be it on the beach or on your lawn, a lovely barefoot season. And a home with considerate neighbors.
Cinnamon Cheesecake with Mixed Berries
Before you go, click on these links to more poetry from some of my friends:
Jules of The Bergham Chronicles shares Barefoot with You.
Lydia of Cluttered Genius shares Barefoot Summer.
Diane of On the Border shares Peace.
Dawn of Cognitive Script shares My Barefoot Days.
Jules of The Bergham Chronicles shares Barefoot with You.
Lydia of Cluttered Genius shares Barefoot Summer.
Diane of On the Border shares Peace.
Dawn of Cognitive Script shares My Barefoot Days.
Cinnamon Cheesecake with Mixed Berries
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Ingredients:
2 cups graham cracker crumbs2 TBSP sugar
6 TBSP butter, melted
2 packaged (8 oz) cream cheese, room temperature
1/4 cup sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup sour cream
1/4 cup heavy cream
3 eggs, room temperature
1/3 cup cinnamon baking chips, finely chopped (I used a clean coffee bean grinder)
1/2 cup blueberries
1/2 cup chopped raspberries
1 cup chopped strawberries
1/2 cup sugar
Directions:
*Greas a 9 inch springform pan. Preheat oven to 325 degrees.
*Mix together graham cracker crumbs, 2 TBSP sugar and butter. Press into and up the sides of a springform pan.
*Beat the cream cheese, sugar, brown sugar and vanilla until smooth. Beat in the sour cream and heavy cream, then the eggs, one at a time. Mix in the chopped cinnamon baking chips.
*Pour into prepared crust and bake for 60 - 75 minutes, until the center is just set.
*Remove from oven and allow to cool. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours.
*Once the cheesecake is refrigerated, mix the blueberries, raspberries and strawberries with 1/2 cup sugar in a bowl. Place on the counter and stir now and then.
*Gently run a knife around the cheesecake before removing the side of the springform pan. Spoon the berries over the cheesecake and serve.
*Store leftovers, covered, in refrigerator.
I was really enjoying your poem until the last section, then I was laughing out loud!
ReplyDeleteLove it!
So glad I made you laugh!
DeleteLiked the poem, made me laugh and laughing is always a good thing.
ReplyDeleteYou will not find me barefoot when it is so bloody cold, just throwing that out there
Yes, I think it's winter in your part of the world. Not barefoot weather for you.
DeleteAnother reason not to go barefoot. I've actually seen people walking their dogs on our street and letting their dogs go right up on my lawn. But I actually learned my lesson about being barefoot after two broken toes (two separate incidents). No more for me, alas. But I do like cheesecake and this sounds like a wonderful combo. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI've broken toes too, doesn't seem to stop me from going barefoot though.
DeleteI rarely go barefoot (mainly because there's ALWAYS crumbs on my kitchen floor and I hate stepping on them), but my flip flops come out as soon as things warm up and stay out until I have to put socks on again.
ReplyDeleteFlip flops are not quite barefoot, but they're the next best thing.
DeleteI've been inspired to do a snickerdoodle cheesecake with a cinnamon toast crunch crust!
ReplyDeleteOooh, Jenniy, that sounds amazing!
DeleteI’m not sure my comment went through but your poetry is awesome! I could never have created something like that. I’m finally ready to join the living I miss you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad. I know you've been through a lot, but I'm glad you're starting to feel a little like yourself again.
DeleteLove this poetry, Karen.
ReplyDeleteI could totally feel the joy of being barefoot. Feels so good than styling those heavy boots!
Hugs,
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Yes, my favorite time of year too.
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