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?
Monday, April 06, 2009
Left at the Library (Oceanside, CA)
The weather is warming but this tiny little lost sole probably won't be going to the beach again - a leftie, good condition with beach sand - lost on the concrete stoop in front of the library.
The weather is warming but this tiny little lost sole probably won't be going to the beach again - a leftie, good condition with beach sand - lost on the concrete stoop in front of the library.
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