The boots. Since I used this as my prompt, I thought I’d share them first. Perfect? Nope. But I like their softness. Old and hardworking. I could almost feel that smooth leather as I painted.
All on their own, they almost look like military boots. Well-worn, but empty. It gave me pause for thought, and a moment of gratitude. Though this spread is not a story of those who’ve given their life for their fellow man, I was grateful for the reminder that came through.
Boots:
