You may know I’m not keen on shopping. I’ll tend to wear something that’s ‘still good’ until it’s clear it isn’t. But now that Jane wants to start walking again—I began to realize the shoes have sort of reached the ‘not good’ stage. After a lifetime of never being able to wear any sneakers/gym shoes I have ever bought—I have paid big bucks for some that were supposed to be great, and on one notorious occasion, I ended up with horrendous blisters at the top of Doomsday Hill on our 7 mile Bloomsday Race—bandaids were not sufficient and I had no choice at the 3/4 mark but to take the shoe off, flatten it to a sandal-sole by standing on it, and using the laces to tie it to the wounded foot. Heck, yes, I wanted my ‘finishers’ tee-shirt. I limped—OSG kindly stayed with me—and finally crossed the finish line. We ended up at one of Spokane’s trendiest restaurants, near the finish, and I still was wearing my impromptu sandal—and still limping. It took weeks to heal.

Well, that’s typical of my relationship with tennies. Pain and suffering. I have a very, very high instep, and lacings usually cut the blood off to my lower foot—or if I don’t lace, I get blisters.

To my astonishment, I finally, after all these decades, found a style I can wear: Reebok’s Easy Toner—not the walking or running version, just the old original, fat black tennies with inflated half-ball soles that can get a little tippy (understatement) if you injudiciously squat to look at something and throw your weight to your toes: you’ll go right over and feel very silly. But they are the most comfy thing I’ve ever had on my feet. And now that I’ve ordered a new pair, and gotten them, I can say that, yes, the pair I’ve worn for about 3 years is a little underinflated now. Thorns are not good for these shoes. Rose thorns. Yew thorns. Nope, nope, nope. I’ll use my old pair for the garden, the new one for going out on the town, or for long walks. I also got a pair of sandals: those are kind of underinflated, too, and the straps have stretched, which makes it hard to keep them on your feet and turn around on steps—a safety thing.

So I have New Shoes. And in a day or two I will have New Sandals. Yay! Jane is now looking at them critically — her last attempt to order some got the wrong ‘last’ (probably the ones for ‘walking’) and she couldn’t use them. She believes these are the True Article and she will likely order a pair, because her sneaker-soles have gone flatter than mine have, and she needs the support worse than I do.

The pond is very clear right now. Everything is great. I feel guilty enjoying our beautiful 70 degree weather with so many people in misery with power-outs and fires. The only thing I can suggest is what I learned living in the south—a neckerchief soaked in water will keep your brain cool; ditto soaking your hat or cap. Don’t drink alcohol: drink cold drinks. I just do not tolerate heat well at all, and I learned that a wet scarf and a hand fan can bring the temperature down measurably. Shade in the out of doors is better than shade in a house and tree-shade is even better, because the leaves cool the air.