The top (left) shoe is size 10-1/2, the other is size 12

These are the athletic shoes I wrote about last week.  I didn’t like the white inner layer peeking out around the edges under the laces.  I took the right shoe in hand and with a Sharpie (black permanent marker pen), I went to work on hiding the peeking edges.

You can see the bottom shoe has been [mostly] treated.  I like the improvement.  Better yet, I like being able to walk around without “the boot.”

As I sat here in the office this morning, the dark of night was giving way to that twilight which precedes the dawn.  (Not that you can see the sunrise through the thick mantle of lead-gray clouds, which blanket our sky.)  From the corner of my eye I detected movement on the lawn.  I looked.  Standing twenty feet from the driveway and surveying the scene stood a large antler-less deer.  Another head popped into view.  And then a third.  The first deer moved out and crossed the driveway.  Followed by the two, and behind them a fourth.

My visitors wasted no time in reaching the neighbor’s fence, which they crossed with a seemingly effortless bound.  I moved to the window to watch them forage among the grasses in my neighbor’s back yard.

A few minutes later, they were leaping another fence and moving into woods and out of my sight.  With a slight sigh, I returned to my chair and computer.  Monday!