Puddles everywhere. My shoes were still wet
when I went to put them on this morning and one smells much worse than the
other. And I mean smell! Go figure. They’re meant for hiking, but I wear them for gardening as it’s the safest
way to get around, and they’re waterproof, too, up to a point. Last evening, running
through the ditch at a speed, I found that point about halfway, just as the
rainbow ahead of me doubled. Just keep going, H said from the road. He was
right. It was too late to turn back.
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