In the summer, I sit under them, without my sunglasses, take the daylight into my eyes to help my body produce melatonin. In the fall, I rake them into piles and move them to our garden’s compost bins. In the winter, I watch them deteriorate and rejoin the soil. In the spring, I enjoy the…
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These are the famous feet, at about four weeks. A friend saw the feet at a gathering and, after everyone said, “Those aren’t bad at all, they will straighten right up,” one friend added lovingly, “We are a lot like monkeys, aren’t we?” I laugh at this comment because I expect he wouldn’t have said…
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