What Strange Feet . . .

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!

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

8 thoughts on “What Strange Feet . . .

  1. oh, I was wondering why the different sizes in shoes. surgery would answer that as I read LIn’s comment. lol

    deer are so fun to watch, as any wild animal for me. have a great week Chuck!!

    • Yes, it was surgery.

      I remember watching a pair of twin fawn practice running in a crouch across our lower lawn. They were fast and low to the ground. Sure explains some of my experiences and stories I’ve heard from other about “stealth” deer. 8)

  2. Aw, that sounds like a lovely sight. I am envious of your yard and how many visitors you have there. It’s nice to have all that open space for them to come and go.

    LOVE the shoes!

    Do you find that you are super-aware of people getting near your feet? I can remember that after my surgery. I was sooo afraid someone would get too near and step on my foot.

    • We love living here for that very reason. Plus we are on a slight hill. And the dirt road doesn’t carry much traffic. And . . . you get the idea. 😉

      I’m glad you love my nifty shoes. You did inspire their purchase. Thanks. :up:

      I haven’t had that fear, but I don’t get out very much. The other day someone bumped their foot into my toe. It hurt–a little, but not bad. No, I’m not naming names. :zip:

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