
ROBERT SNAP SPOT
Loafers vs Sliders in Monochrome

Monochrome Monday –

Where Would My Feet Take Me?
Tuesday morning, and such a lovely sunny day!
Do I stay in and wander barefoot around the condo? Maybe, put something on these feet and see where those beautifully manicured paths around condominum take me?
Standing on the balcony, I watch the waves glide back and forth along Ponte Vedra Beach. Sand stretches as far as my eyes can see, and here I am looking down at my footwear. For Shame!
How did getting outdoors become a question with so many possible answers?
“Am I choosing what to put on my feet, or giving myself another reason to stand here?”
– Robert

Surely a condo overlooking this beautiful beach comes with an understanding: Robert! Get your butt outdoors!
Breathe in that salty ocean air… maybe give my toes a say in the matter when I reach the sand.
The Loafers Have Something to Say
Look at these two, sitting in the sunshine with their striped linings showing. I can almost hear them: “A walk around the grounds? We’re ready.”

Then I notice the stitching and that woven fabric, and stop for another photograph. “Well?” they seem to ask. “Are we going somewhere, or is this a modeling appointment for Dockers Boat Shoes?”

THIS WEEK I NOTICED
An Epiphany Underfoot
The sunlight had picked out the tiny pits in the tile beneath my shoes. I was looking down anyway, but the closer photographs gave that floor a turn at being noticed. Funny… I’m staying here for the ocean view, and now I’m admiring what’s underfoot.
Must I Pick a Side?
Choices, choices, choices. The loafers could take me for a saunter around the condominium grounds. My sliders look ready for an easier arrangement, feet in, off we go. Then there are the sandals, waiting for me to strap in and make a proper outing of it. In my head, they’ve all started offering advice. “Pick a pair,” say the sandals. “He’s still taking pictures,” mutter the loafers.


Meanwhile, my bare feet have been left out of the discussion. They’re doing perfectly well here at the condo. And what about the beach? I could go unshod, walk down to the water, and dip my toes into the Atlantic Ocean. “Thank you!” I imagine them saying. “We wondered when you’d remember us.”
Ha! Even my toes have an opinion now.
Hey now! This is my life, and my time on this earth is fleeting. Why choose one possibility for the whole day? I can enjoy being barefoot here, take that walk around the grounds, and leave room for the beach. A change of shoes is hardly a major undertaking. It’s 11:47 AM. I better get going before the whole day is gone!

All Awaiting Two Feet
Before we go, a closer look at the candidates… they’ve been very patient. Over by the wicker chair, the sandals and sliders are still enjoying their patch of sunshine.


Those zigzags look as though they could keep my toes occupied for quite a while. Okay, Robert, turn off the photographer’s eye for a moment. I’d like to see what the sand has to offer.


That sunny patch of floor has room for my bare feet, too. I could stand here a little longer… although I’ve rather talked myself into a walk.

THE CONVERSATION CONTINUES
Let Your Toes Talk Back

Mine have been listening to the footwear debate long enough, and they’d like to put “a paddle in the Atlantic” on the agenda. Give yours a turn… I’d like to hear what outing they propose.
“Got feet? Where are yours taking us next time?”
“If I let my feet choose the first few steps, I wonder what I’d stop to notice along the way?”
— Robert
📍 Ponte Vedra, Florida
Collection
Monochrome Monday, Beach
Captured with
iPhone 15 Pro Max
Published by
Robert Snap Spot


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