Being that this is the first rainy day of the summer, I got busy cleaning out a closet that should have been cleaned months ago. I must have found 20 pairs of shoes that belong to my husband that are long forgotten. He is not a shopaholic, just lazy. Once something goes in the closet it is forgotten about. The pictue above just contains one of each of the pairs I found.
My son is home this weekend. He said he needs new sneakers. I told him to go shopping in the hall closet.
2 comments:
Your amusing photo of shoes reminded me of a much more sobering photo of shoes, here:
Auschwitz shoes
You are right--I saw the shoes at the Holocaus Museum in DC. It was a sight I will never forget.
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