painting toes.
5.1.2011
on this may day, i celebrated with worship, a great day watching soccer, a lot of stitching, a walk in the garden (thus, a little dirt on my feet), and freshly painted toes. sometimes your sabbath needs this sort of creative rest. i love seeing color on these long nails on long toes, passed down through genetics. i love the connection of a sacred day of rest with one of my favorite souls almost two years ago at a sacred spot, where i choose this (more natural) polish option. a breath of fresh air and sacred stillness.
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