So I’m walking along the road this spring and feeling gravel in my “clown” shoes and wondering how can that be? Granted they’re a bit loose, one size larger than I usually wear (the reason I call them clown shoes; they’re big and the toe is square so when I look down that’s what they remind me of), but I’ve worn them on my walks and to run around the yard for several years. Not concerned with how they look, I smear insect-repelling essential oil blends on them to deter wood ticks and mosquitoes from my ankles, which is why they appear soaking wet.
One day I take a closer look and realize the leather uppers have come loose from the soles in about three places. No wonder I’m picking up stones. D’uh.
It’s time to retire those trusty ol’ Italian-made shoes to the dust heap. My red canvas Blundstones will have to step up.