Thursday, November 5, 2009
I took this photo last week on my way to Pilates....hmmm....I think I see a pattern here..... so much happens on my way to Pilates. Well, anyway, I was stopped at a light and glanced over and saw this shoe.
Whose shoe? How did he loose it? Does he know? Or did his signif other throw it out the window? Stories everywhere. And would you believe from that day forward I have seen shoes everywhere....on high wires, on a fire hydrant..in a tree! I'm sure I will see more and I know you will now too. I saw four shoes all along Harlem Avenue on the medium strip.........5 blocks apart......what's that story? The best one was a formally 3inch heel red pump......heel gone! Wow....my mind has been racing ever since I spotted this first men's black tie shoe in the gutter. And the frustrating thing is they are where I can't stop and take a photo....unless I go out at daybreak
See what happens when you prime the pump.......you get storyitis.
Let me tell you about something that happened to me this morning on my way to...no not Pilates. I saw a young Mexican woman walking along a narrow strip of grass along a busy street holding a bright pink bundle of blankets....a baby....behind her was a little tiny girl about 3. The mother was walking briskly grasping the baby to her chest with both arms...the little girl was struggling to keep up. My mind raced about what I should do? The traffic was heavy and I was forced to go on with no turn around for about two blocks. I watched her in my mirrors until I couldn't see her anymore. I am still haunted....what was her story?