Sandra adoring the feet

Living in such close proximity to perfection is surprisingly a difficult ordeal for Sandra. Throughout the day she is compelled by unseen forces to adore and stroke the feet. She can't stop herself. She must adore them.



You will notice that her hand has deformed into a claw-like apparatus from the constant stroking of the feet.

More of Sandra's feet

This blog gets many hits from people who come to it by Googling "pictures of wife's feet". So for all you pervs who have made it this far, I give you my wife's feet.

Foot miscellany

The foot just planted 150 bulbs in the back. It was hard work - digging with your toes is not easy. We have to wait until spring for the flowers to appear.


The foot in the Zen garden meditating on its own perfection.


The feet relaxing in their slippers - note the royal purple with pearl inlay.


The foot examining the Bowflex which Sandra gave to Leo on his birthday. So many foot exercises, but so little time in the day to do them.


The new lazy boy recliner - a fitting throne for such perfection.

The foot observes the changing of the season

This is the foot's favourite time of year.

I know what you're thinking

And no, I didn't slay the Green giant and chop off his penis as a trophy. It's a zucchini. Friends of the foot made a food offering to its majesty.

Thanksgiving

Here is the foot looking on with approval at the new dining room table and china cabinet. The dark wood fits in nicely with the yellow.



The foot and the Thanksgiving Day turkey - 17 lbs. There were 11 people at dinner - it was a busy day for the feet - running around, cooking and entertaining. And time also had to set aside for the guests to render obeisance to the foot.

Kilungi okwagala Leo’s ebigere. Kiri ataliiko kamogo

Jambo rafiki, mtapenda langu miguu. Ziko kamili.

The foot has found the battery recharger and has taken numerous pictures over the Thanksgiving weekend. We hope to have these posted to the blog by day's end.

In the meantime, I invite you to bask in the glow of the dining room painted by Leo's Foot. The colour didn't look that yellow when we picked it out. But it's grown on the foot - the foot likes it. The foot thinks that it's a fitting place to model its perfection.

When Leo is sad and needs to be cheered up, he will come into this room and gaze upon his foot