Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine
Wellies: A change in the weather sparks footwear challenges for me, but anything goes when you have birds that you feel you need to feed when it hits below 5 degrees.
Granny Wellies in December
Mid-December, the weather
during daytime, nighttime,
Fog and the rain
and anything in between
The grass is still growing
although slow it may be
I still need my wellies
because it’s way to wet for me
To go outside and
feed the local wildlife
It’s like a pond
the water slopping around
I’m not wearing my slippers
because they get wet and stink
Especially with the combination
of my feet
So, I think I know what I might do
Veto any chance of that smell
that carries right through
I’ll ignore for now my croccy sandals too
Which although they survive
the wet and the rain
I know they’ll have my feet sliding about
like you’re on ice that can be a pain
In them if I get my feet wet
I bet you know what I do
Yup, my feet slip
So, I fall over
I’m just grateful I’d already
cleared up all the dog poo
So, today even though there’s no rain
I’ve decided to use my slip-on wellies again
They’re reasonably comfy
but of utmost importance to me
Is the fact that they are waterproof, you see
Wellies – I don’t really like them
They make me look like some granny you see
but they’re quite handy when
going to the supermarket when it’s rainy
But only because I don’t like to spoil
any of my nice footwear
that I keep in my wardrobe,
some of which I think look quite sleek
But truth be told
some are nearly as ancient as me
and others won’t even now
fit on my feet
They do the trick and keep me dry
and even help when
I want to move quite sprite
They’ve got good grip
in the rain, I’m so glad I got them
although they don’t look either
glamourous, fabulous
or even fashionable you see
But I’m not worried because I’m me
and can dress down plain
that’s ok for me
As long as I’m clean and tidy
Now it’s time to empty the car
And pack everything away
Hopefully it will turn into
a nice bright day
But I’m not holding my breath
because there’s still some fog and rain
that is hanging about
But, wait, what do I see
A glimmer of sunshine
breaking through
the cloud and mist as we speak
You never know perhaps it will be
A beautiful day,
So, I’ll go unpack then
grab a lovely hot cup of tea
then write everything down
For it all to go on ColourMine
so that you can read
more about my daily exploits
In the rain, with my granny wellies
That I’m wearing on a nice cold, wet,
December day.
Now I think it’s time for me
To sit on the swing with a nice hot
Cup of tea, hmmm
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