I walked around my backyard while I talked on the phone, barefoot in the spring grass and dandelions, and then down the mossy stone path to the side yard that is spilling over with flowers, waving and sparkling in the sun, and when I sat down in the shade to rest, I saw that my feet were covered in yellow pollen, so I found the hose, tangled in a pile of long grass, and rinsed my feet with cool water while the sun baked my back, and wondered what the blessing for it was.
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