More pics of barefoot girls.
Another girl with no shoes in town.
My treat at the end of vacation
My treat at the end of my vacation would be the jar of change that grandpop saved for me. He dropped change in it all year. We would sit out front while I counted it. It seemed like a million dollars to me. It was so special, it was a gift from my Grandpop.
Mark Twain - Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
Barefoot Amish girls. The older ones and the younger.
The house sat back off the road. Out front he had fields of cotton, peanuts, corn and vegetables. My favorite garden was the one that was back in the woods. There he grew mellons.He would hitch the mule to a sled and ride back to the mellon patch and there I could pick my own watermellon.We would eat the center of the watermellon and the rest would be fed to the pigs.This was really a treat because up north, as grandpop refered to Pa.,we had one for the whole family and we ate it by slices.
Barefoot Video. Girl walking barefoot in city center.