23.06.10 - if the shoe fits............

Are they indicative of our lives? 

Our need to connect with the outside. 

Our need to dig and grow.

My need to dig and grow. 

They stand (usually lie) around the back door, ready for action, ready for feet.  All sizes, different colours, different needs. Steel-toe capped, protective front ridges - mine, green and muddy - boys, they wait.

Waiting for a walk on the hills, 

waiting for a quick dash to the kitchen garden, 

waiting for a play in a stream, 

waiting to check the hens and collect their eggs - ever faithful, always mucky.

Mud splatted, waterproofed, sometimes dusty but always there. We slip in and out of them as easily as we breathe. An obstacle course of boots, shoes and wellies at the back door.

Old friends.

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A glimpse into my garden

I love this time of the year, still summer, with promise of more yet to come.