These shoes have been in this location since about mid-lockdown, which is something like five years ago in Covid time (in real time about four months). For the first two weeks I thought someone would come back for them, but all the neighborhood children have played and biked and run up and down the road all summer long and the boots have stayed. To mangle Hemingway: “For free, child’s shitkickers, lightly abandoned.”
F used to wear fake leather cowgirl boots similar to this. She went through about three pairs. I turned her last pair into very tacky planters for marigolds, then threw them away.
What truth in all this!