I was sponging my feet off a little while ago after one of my rose bushes attacked me and stuck itself through my toe. Funny how memories also attack. Suddenly I remembered being a little girl and how momma would never let me go to bed with dirty feet. I can almost feel the wash rag as she cleaned my grimy toes....
Me and my nephew Jamey who is ten months older fishing in a mud puddle in our driveway.
