text and images britt-arnhild
Spring came over night.
No more icy, snowy, slippery, sandy, dusty pavements.
I feel it in every one of my ten toes.
They do happy dance steps while the rest of me tries to follow.
What a difference a world without ice means.
I celebrated by running out in a break to buy myself a new pair of shoes.
Nothing fancy.
But perfectly comfortable.
For my heals. For the front of my feet. For every single toe.
For the whole of big me!
