Boots on the step, including new ones

Mine are the green ones. They are wet from the canal path and they are not coming in to dry by the table, because the table is where the map and the bread are and mud is a guest that stays.

If you kick them over, stand them back up. I can tell.

Left a black pair beside them in the rain. First night. I will know tomorrow if the hall objects to black.

The hall objects to inside. Colour is your business. The step is the policy.

Mees, I stood yours up. They had fallen into the rosemary, which is not a boot rack.