My daughter Aurora wanted me to go outside with her and check on her tent. We slept outside the night before, her tent was still set up and it was raining. I started to put on my puddle jumpers and she said, “Don’t wear your boots, let’s go barefoot so we can feel the life.”  So we walked outside without our shoes, it was a bit cold, a lot wet, sometimes pokey—sticks, other times soft—moss and th…