"Keep the shoes, we'll take the box"
is what my dad would tell the shoe sales-man whenever I needed a new pair of shoes. You see, my feet are as wide as they are long......I am serious. Finding shoes to fit me was impossible when I was young. So in order to have something to wear other than shoe boxes, or Kleenex boxes ( they already have a hole cut in the top and come in prettier colors) I always buy my, somebody else broke them in, worn and stretched, two or three sizes to big, boots from the thrift store.
Yes, I even wear men's boots to church.
The pair above was a recent score at the local thrift store
I actually have quite the collection of men's boots, but these are my favorite.
|retro boots from the seventies, had a pair like this when I was in High School|
This pair is waiting for me at the farm. I'll wear them while I am trudging behind the hand-tiller,
and they will protect my feet while I am shearing sheep. They will deflect the sharp spiky thorns from a kazillion tumble weeds as I walk down the lane to the farm.
They smash rodents with a single stomp and don't mind getting covered in mud. They would gladly tromp on stink bugs if I would let them, and they are always ready for an adventure.
Don't know what I'm going to do when they wear out.......
I'll just have to retire.