This year's purple shoes are very very shiny. And since it's still very winter, there's still much snow, slush, puddles, and general filth on the ground to wade through with those dainties. Even if you try really hard to prance around it all.
Nathan document how high off the ground my feet float if I sit all the way back on this bench. Pretty high. He photographed this on Monday, which will have to count as this week's date, since it's now Friday but he just left the house wearing worker-clothes to clean up some mess or muck or another and left me here to drown my sorrows in spritzy carbonated fruit juice and some experimental crepes. Bummer.