Annual leaky boots
Another year, another pair of waterproof boots
to be replaced. And each time, I start out with firm plans to make my
new footware last longer. I'll only wear them in the muddiest parts of
the farm, I promise. I'll definitely steer clear of briars and will wear
the leaky pair instead if water isn't going to rise higher than my
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Then I get lazy. Boots
like this are so easy to pull on and off when you just need to dance
through the muddy yard to pick some supper lettuce. Might as well wear
them while doing my chores so I don't track in as much muck. And who
knows when I might be called upon to wade across the creek.
Then, three hundred or
six hundred or a thousand miles later, it's winter again and my boots
have once again sprung a leak just when I need them most. Which is when
my mother-in-law comes through and buys me new boots for Christmas even
though I'd considered putting off the purchase for another month or two.
Thanks, Rose Nell! My feet are dry and, this time, I'm really going to
be careful so they'll go the distance. Except....