The Stories We Could Tell

The stories we could tell (39 of 1)

I found these little shoes…forgotten…just after daybreak, at the beach.

Worn,torn,faded and dusted with sand, they’ve obviously covered lots of ground on the feet of their long-lost owner.

They’ve lost their golden luster but I find them enchanting. I look at them and wonder what their story is.

I imagine them with tiny dancing feet slipped into them.

I imagine them helping tiny feet chase the last of a wave as it races to leave the shore.

I imagine them toasty and warm from the warmth of the sun, wrapped around tiny feet and hugging them close.

I imagine them missing those tiny feet, now that they’ve gone and I imagine those tiny feet missing them.

I’ll put them in a tiny frame and keep them close, in honor of the stories they could tell.

Who needs a hat?

3103 A long tail keeps away the heat (39 of 1)

WHEN IT’S HOT IT’S HOT, AND THE TAIL HELPS OUT A LOT. THE TAIL SERVES A LOT OF PURPOSES AND USING IT LIKE A BIT OF UMBRELLA TO GET A LITTLE SHADE IS AN AWESOME FEATURE OF THE TAIL.

I'm soooooo hot! (39 of 1)

SORRY THIS IS SO BLURRY, BUT THE SQUIRREL HAD TO RUN QUITE A DISTANCE TO FIND A COOL SHADY PATCH RELIEF FROM THE HEAT.

(I JUST REALIZED THIS IS IN ALL CAPS…sorry!)