I love slippers, don't you?
I love them so much (such sweet, homey things, especially in wintertime) that, the other day, I wrote a limerick about mine:
My slippers are wool and they're red.
When I sleep they sit next to my bed.
It really is neat,
How they warm up my feet,
In the morning while I eat jam and bread.
And I also wrote a haiku:
Slippers soft and red
On cold wood floors in winter
My feet are quite warm
Huh. You know, I don't own slippers. I did once. I never wore them and they got covered with cat hair (and I mean *covered*). I wonder what happened to them...
ReplyDeleteI need a new pair of slippers. I got a new pair at the beginning of winter that seemed so wonderfully cozy, but they fell apart within weeks. So sad... We don't wear shoes in our house so now that I'm walking around barefooted, I have to wash my feet every night before bed.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't possibly, mine are sadly in tatters, I love slippers, maybe I could 'borrow' my partners sheepskin ones for the photo op!
ReplyDeleteI can't remember if I thanked you for the exquisite doves which arrived for me from you.. I wrote a post about them http://angelwingsandherbtea.blogspot.com/2012/02/seven-white-doves.html thankyou so much for your generosity and thought. Much love, Henrietta