Beneath My Feet

As a dog lover, seeing a furry friend brings me instant joy! This pooch felt right at home under our table at an indoor/outdoor restaurant in Costa Rica. Dogs are much loved by our neighbours in southern countries and are often welcomed at any doorstep.

Mild temperatures and just a sifting of snow is the best kind of first snowfall of the season. I was amused to notice how my boot prints accidentally met with bird tracks. There were no birds in sight, but they had wandered every which way, and created playful lines and textures.

There is nothing like feeling the soft sand in your toes. This brings back sweet memories of travels with friends to La Manzanilla, Mexico. On this particular day, we explored nearby beaches and found a lovely seaside restaurant called Chantli Mare on Playa Boca de Iguanas.   We were in flow with sunshine and breezes of life, and got silly by composing a poem together called Chantli Mare… Chantli Mare… Chantli Mare… (Which, sadly, I can’t find at the moment.)

In the current Covid pandemic, physical distancing has become the ‘norm’. Here I am standing on a distancing dot that was painted on the sidewalk outside the Canadian Tire store. I wait my turn to enter while keeping my distance from others that are inline. Hopefully this will become a "distant" memory soon.

In my wanderings, near and far, I often forget to look down and notice what lies below my feet. When I do, I marvel at what I see and stop to think about where I am at this moment in time.   This photo blog is dedicated to being present, wherever your feet may take you on this journey. A spring walk in the woods. The shadows cast caught my eye.