Word of the day: sea-son (noun) A period of the year marked by certain conditions, activities, etc.
I only have one fall fail: I have to wear shoes. All the damn time.
Don't get me wrong, I love shoes. I own far more pairs than I really need to (seeing how I only wear about 50% of them) and I often slow down whenever I pass a shoe store. But I am really, truly, honestly most happy when I am barefoot.
Being barefoot is just so wonderful. The cool, damp feeling of backyard grass, the warm scratchy feeling of beach sand, the coarseness of rocks, the sharpness of gravel, the smoothness of hardwood floors -- I absolutely adore the way they feel on my bare footsies. I like the way my painted toenails look. I like the ridiculous sandal tan I get every summer. I like the unencumbered joy my feet feel when they are loosed from their socks and shoes and given free reign over any and all terrain. (Except sidewalks. Shoes on sidewalks are required. Because EW.)
Even though it's October I'm still hoping for a few more sandal days before I'm forced into the shackles that are my shoes.