Out for my basic
Out for my basic exercise walk this morning, these shoe signs stopped me dead in my tracks. There they were on an official-looking post where I expected to see a traffic sign. Instead, firmly attached to the pole, were these colorful paintings of fantasy shoes with no clues to who might have put them there. I looked around for a new shoe store but nothing had miraculously appeared. I'm going to keep walking that way though, hoping to meet up with whoever this mystery shoe lover and kindred spirit might be.