I would regularly wear sandals to mow the lawn because I hated getting stuff into my shoes. But whatever useless s.o.b. was responsible for tending my parents' lawn (oh wait...) didn't do a very good job, so it was mostly dry weeds, dirt, and rocks, so barefoot would have been a bad choice.
But yeah, in the 100 degrees summers of the valley it was sandals, shorts, and that's it.
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