I did go to town. I didn't like it, no matter how beautiful the scenery on the way. Definitely more flowering quince in bloom. There are restaurants and fast food joints in town, and a couple of places where I could get a root beer float. I think about these things on the way in and as I go past one or another. "Mmmm, that would taste good." Panda Express is right there in the Walmart parking lot and I'm a sucker for orange chicken. Across the street is a Chinese restaurant that makes great Beef Chow Fun. It's been years since I've been to either. I think, "Okay, I'll get the shopping done and then I'll stop for a treat." By the time I'm done in the store(s), all I can think about is getting home.
They just don't make $20 shoes like they used to. I'll bet the last pair of barn shoes didn't last six months. The man-made materials started peeling and then the soles separated from the uppers. Fortunately I noted this before going to town and was able to get another pair before I started flapping like a clown and/or having to make a third trip. I've certainly paid more for shoes, but they didn't last any longer than the cheap-os. I guess it's all part of the cost of doing business. I did like Kit's idea to use worn-out shoes as small planters on the deck. It couldn't look any stranger than a Christmas wreath on the door in July. Of course, I'd have to go to town to buy plants. Okay, scratch that.
PS: Kit, "Cherry Pink" was a cha cha cha.