silver shoes

Came for the Shoes, Left with the Wood(wind)

Yesterday I had lunch with my brother and our mutual friend, Amy. Amy and I have developed a post-lunch tradition: thrift shopping. Yesterday’s outing was, naturally, a delight to Word Raccoon. The silver shoes (pictured below and on my feet today faster than Dorothy’s ruby slippers) were actually snagged on a second trip—because when IContinue reading “Came for the Shoes, Left with the Wood(wind)”