Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Follow those boots!

Blessed are those that nought expect,
For they shall not be disappointed.
                                  John Wolcot


Well now, I have to tell you I would follow these old worn orange chainsaw boots anywhere. They have never led me astray. The boots; not the man wearing them.

My own Pink Cadillac Boots on that fine overcast fall morning would be checking fence. The girl; not the boots now that would be silly.


My Hero, donning the orange boots thought it would be a good idea to check the barbed wire fence near the swamp. I must mention the cows are already in the field so we were hoping it was OK we were not dressed for running or chasing. Our boots are not that good for athletics but are perfect for swamp work.

This job is very necessary because fence can for unknown reasons fall down or disappear completely, a phenomenon that you just have to keep on top of. We would not want those cows thinking that they can just go anywhere they like, they are already spoiled enough. So I followed those orange boots into the swamp. The man wearing the orange boots assured me it would be fine.


I let him go first because I have a problem with a ton of left over childhood imagination. I remember watching those westerns where the first man in walked into quick sand and was sinking quickly while the other cowboy just stood there not knowing what to do. We all know that was usually the cowboy that road off into the sunset alone. My Hero (cowboy) also has the orange boots and they may not be as cute as my boots but they are higher if there happens to be a slipping or sinking problem. (Cowgirl smart)

We pushed along and it did not take very long for me to no longer see his orange boots but only the top of his head. It probably did not help that he was far ahead of me. I guess the pretty pictures I was capturing were making me lag behind. He disappeared and I was now surrounded by shoots of tall green reeds, bushes, and vegetation that I have no idea what it was. My mind started racing, did he sink into that imaginary quick-sand while I was not paying attention. Slipping in without a sound.


"Hello, Hello" I shouted out hoping I would get a reply.


“I am over here” he shouted, “Follow my trail” OK I looked down to the water surrounding me covered with the tall grass lying flat like a tarp over top. The deer appear to love walking the swamp there were many trails. I picked the one with the less water and carefully moved ahead. It was like walking on a big old sponge, bouncy, bouncy.


I made it to the orange boots and the man wearing them.  Told you those boots never led me astray. I know you were waiting for the sinking in the quicksand moment but it did not happen.

Disappointed?


Later

34 comments:

  1. Cows and fences....boots and mud. My boots now have a hole in them. Not too great on wet days in manure!

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  2. You and your boots :) Hugs M xox

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  3. Brrrrrrrrrrr.... I don't even want to really consider, quick sand!!!!!!

    Hey, they don't have such, in your neck of the woods, do they????

    *Naughty* you! Worrying us!

    -giggggles-

    Tessa~
    "Here there be musing" blog
    "Here there be more words" blog

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  4. i want a pair of pink boots. i love bright colors. ( :

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  5. I think you have that trust thingy down pat!
    As soon as you said you couldn't see the boots/man I became very nervous . . .
    Quick Sand doesn't provide a happy outcome . . .
    Whew . . .

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  6. You guys and your boots! :) I remember when I was a girl, being so worried about quicksand. Never saw any, but worried anyway!

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  7. This could be about me....following my husband around on our farm.....in boots! And, him with a chainsaw! lol

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  8. I am familiar with the mysterious fence disappearances. We lost an entire section last year to lightning!!!! At first we unkindly thought someone had cut the fence, then we could find no pieces. Finally discovered small pieces where it touched the trees. The rest had just disappeared. Glad I was not there when it happened.

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  9. This post reminds me of Nancy Sinatra's song "These Boots Were Made for Walking" in the mid-sixties!

    It sounds like you made a good choice in the pair of boots to follow! xo Nellie

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  10. But, your pants look mighty wet!

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  11. There is never a dull moment around there, Buttons! You had me worried for a minute there - glad all is well. Nothing like a sturdy pair of boots to get you around. Love the disclaimer that the boots have never led you astray. :) xo Karen

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  12. In a few weeks my hero and I will have been married for 20 years. I know what it is like to follow the orange boots, and it is a comforting thing. Happy adventures.

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  13. Trust! But tread lightly! Our boots aren't so colorful (drab green!), but we sometimes follow the leader. Not sure I'd do that in Louisiana swamps. Because of the alligators ;( Hugs, Linda@Wetcreek Blog

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  14. Buttons, I used to have the same fears of quick sand when I was a child! I saw it on TV and was afraid that I would walk into quick sand and sink out of sight. What imaginations we had! :-) Glad you were safe with your Hero.

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  15. B,

    Those boots were made for walking.......in the mud checking fences and taking pictures.

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  16. Happy to hear you did not sink!

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  17. not at all but I thought we were going to get a deer or another beautiful wildlife species shot at the end, maybe next time :-)

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  18. Relieved is more like it lol.

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  19. Love those boots! I recently had to get a new pair, but they didn't have anything as pretty as your pink ones.

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  20. Better than a treadmill :)
    Hope you didn't have to spend too much time mending fences.

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  21. Best work out ever I bet , glad there was no sinking . It is boggy in spots here to by the river in the woods I like to walk that I have to be careful with as we have had so much rain . Thanks for sharing , Have a good day !

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  22. I am so glad neither of you sank into the quicksand!!!
    I love the barb wire sinking into the trees, though! Another 10 years or so and you won't be able to see where the tree grew around the wire, only the ends, sticking out...

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  23. Well that was a let down! Haha ;-D

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  24. Glad he took you in the right direction, Buttons! Looks like a tough path to follow though.

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  25. Quicksand! We don't have that here. At least not that I've seen. Hope the fences are all good :-)

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  26. I think that has to be so scary to even know it is around. Riding my horse years ago we got into some and it was the most horrible thing I ever experienced.

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  27. keep following those orange boots miss button!

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  28. Glad your boots did not disappoint you!

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  29. You almost lost the orange boots. I would be the same snapping away on the camera and loose the way especially with the tall grasses. Lovely photos!

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  30. I am so happy the story ended the way it did! Oh how I have missed your storytelling!

    Hugs~

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  31. I love a good pair of boots almost as much as I love a good story.

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  32. no, not at all.....i knew this would have a happy ending!!!

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  33. bogs arent to be messed with lol. once cruising in Cooks county, Minnesota, my leg dropped into a watery hole in a peat bog up to my hip - never felt the bottom, good thing the other boot was firmly planted in a tag alder bush lol

    but my stuff didnt get wet as i held it above my head! So you be careful out there - wear waterwings next time ;p xoxo

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