Think of a world without problems, without cares, without…well…shoes! Have you ever stomped through leftover paper like a monster or plunged your feet into a chilly sleeping bag while camping? Maybe you’ve put your soles up against a Jacuzzi jet or found funny marks when you pulled off your socks. If so, you’ll find company in this collection of musings about the beauties of being barefoot. In twenty-six poems, Stefi Weisburd explores where we go, what we feel, and what shouldn’t be underfoot when our feet are at their freest. Lori McElrath-Eslick adds color to these contemplations with lively watercolor illustrations.