I know that sounds strange, but when daddy would plow the garden, I would go behind him, barefooted, and let the dirt come up between my toes. It smelled so good and it felt so good. My husband thinks I am nuts when I do it still when our garden is plowed now. I tell him he just hasn't lived until he has done it. Ahh, the simple pleasures of life.
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