The smell of Sunday morning

thank you for carrying me through the day
thank you for carrying me through the day

 Got a weird compliment on my boots in the whole Foods parking lot in Santa Fe. A woman yelled that she liked how worn and funky they were.

Hmmm, wasn’t sure how to take that. But now that the rains have started I decide to polish and waterproof my worn boots.

The smell of the shoe grease brought back memories of my dad cleaning up our shoes on Sunday morning before church. They shone like brand new. I liked how they were polished and warm from his handling of them as I put my white socked feet in and buckled them up. Even though I wasn’t a big fan of Sunday school, we piled into the station wagon looking fine and it felt good.

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