Yesterday, when I was walking down the street with my feet first, I heard “Feet First” from the album Street Dreams by the late, great keyboardist Lyle Mays.
My first thought was “Tomorrow’s blog is going to include ‘Feet First’ and photos with feet!”
The first photo I took was of my own feet on the street.
And as I walked through the day with my feet first, I realized, again, how much it helps to take life one step at a time.
Here are the other feet I captured yesterday:
Now it’s time for me to step through another day, feet first.
Thanks to Lyle Mays, artists, cats, and all who help me step through life feet first, including YOU!
Ann, Today’s blog causes me to think of a Psalm which I particularly love: “Thy word is a lamp to my feet, and a light to my path. (Psalm 119: 105)
Thanks for jumping in feet first with this lovely comment!
So many cute and fuzzy images.
Thank you for this cute and fuzzy comment, Brenda!
Your feet and the great Lyle Mays’ music never fail you, Ann.
You never fail me, Mark.
I like to step into pools feet first 💦
Thank you for stepping in with this refreshing comment, beth.
The music of Lyle Mays really gets my feet moving. Even if I think I’m not going anywhere great music can make moving into the future so much better.
Great comments like yours, Chris, make moving into the future so much better.
I like Lyle’s jazzy music, Ann. I agree with you, to take life with one step at a time.
Thanks for taking the step of sharing your thoughts, Carla.
Feet first you say my feet do not llke shoes and do like to sweat very much
Thanks for stepping in as always, Jo-Anne!
Never cease to be amazed at the ingenuity you pour into your posts, Ann! 😘
Thanks for stepping in with this kind comment, Lori!
I saw what you did there, Ann! 😜
It takes one ingenious person to know another one, Lori!
We become so accustomed to saying “One day at a time,” but I rather like “One step at a time.” Somedays it really is getting by inch by inch, and taking sensitive steps are helpful. What a lovely way to tie to Lyle.
Thanks for taking the steps to leave another sensitive, helpful, and lovely comment, Debra.
You know the only way Harley was leaving the house was feet first.
Thanks for entering here, Maria!