Ever notice how scarce walkable space actually becomes when the snow finally melts?
Every step is a tradeoff of splats as people and pooches hit the paths in droves and feet face off for premium path share.
Principles of springtime pathonomics.
Pile or pothole? Pothole or puddle?
Flip you for the path —
If you please — or —
Passive and polite will get you mud every time.
That’s why I wear wellies. Wild wellies stand their ground.
And they won’t back down.
These boots look like the type one should wear in a Bar due to Beer on the floor on St. Pats. day. I am sure this email finds you with them on.