Finding Beauty

 

Finding Beauty

 

 

Finding Booty

 

The perfect fit. Either I found the boots or they found me. Languishing in a Charity shop – one careful owner. Serious walking boots. Like having my feet bathed in honey. The beauty of mundane objects. And seriously emotional down Memory Lane with past life cellular memory.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The road is long with many a winding turn.

 

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