You've seen them, they're everywhere - in the best neighborhoods, in the poorest neighborhoods . . . forever traveling solo, abandoned by the side of the road. How do they usually become separated from their mirror twin? How do they manage to hang from overhead wires, the lucky ones, discarded with their mates - hanging by a shoelace, evenly divided?
Untouched and unmoved - this is exactly how I find them and how I leave them. Aren't they fun?
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Leading the Ferry
Location: (Can you see it?) On the Canadian ferry across Horseshoe Bay in British Columbia, a very lost blue sole made the 40 minute passage on the car deck outside the passenger gates.
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