Another day. Another walk.
Truth be told, these pictures are a couple of weeks old. I processed them. I tinkered with them. And, immediately forgot about them.
I don’t know why.
Sometimes, I get lucky. I make three or four pictures on one walk. I choose the one or two that I liked best at the time and move on. The key phrase is “at the time.” Often, after a suitable period of marination, I wonder what I was thinking during my culling and editing process.
I found these shoes where the trees meet the road. They aren’t Crocs. They are fairly inexpensive chef’s clogs. There is something curious about them. There is a pretty good reason why they were tossed out into the street.
Yes. They are worn. But, that’s not it.
Can you see it?
I’ll tell you what I see below the bottom picture.
I have no idea why. I didn’t move them. I never flip pictures. These two pictures are as I found the shoes. One in the street. One near the street. Two shoes. Two different shoes.
They are both right foot shoes. Wearing a shoe on the wrong foot had to have been very uncomfortable. Especially if the person wearing them was standing on his or her feet all day.
Your guess is as good as mine.