I was driving along the Earhart Expressway the other day and something on the shoulder caught my eye. I kept looking and saw another.
Sonya was with me.
"Saddle shoes," I said, "by the side of the road."
"What?" she asked, but she looked to the side of the road, too.
"Hey, saddle shoes!" she exclaimed.
"There's some more," I told her.
"There's another one," she pointed out.
Saddle shoes. Scattered along the side of the Earhart Expressway, all the way from the Orleans/Jefferson Parish line to the Clearview exit.
We speculated that it might be some sort of ritual for private school girls; a symbolic casting-away of their hated little-girl saddle shoes.
Alternately, a shoe truck could have sprung a leak.
Anyone out there got a sensible explanation for this?