Churchill Downs


Last week, we were out for a late-evening walk as dark was closing in and found these little Mary Janes upended on adjacent plastic fence-pickets.

I was going to do a light-hearted post with a close-up of a minty drink, but this seems more appropriate.


  1. Ruthette Mills says:

    So where is the person who belongs in those shoes?

  2. Sammy says:


    We walked by this fence this morning: no shoes. The mystery continues….

  3. kayak woman says:

    Could be that they were a lost and found. Kid in stroller manages to “lose” shoes while mom isn’t looking. (“I don’t wanna wear these things, so I’ll just take ’em off.”) Random pedestrian comes along and thinks, “somebody’s gonna be looking for those!” and mounts them on the fence in hopes that they’ll be more noticeable.

    Yes, I have gone back to look for kicked-off shoes.

  4. Sammy says:

    KW—I like your hopeful, positive scenario….

  5. james says:

    I thought it looked like a dead robot, with it’s little legs in the air.

    But that’s just me…