Flowers of Winter
OCTOBER 29th
Roo picked up Ruskin’s boots from the door. They were worn and dirty, covered in mud from his grandparent's farm. She remembered some day’s he’d walk into the house and leave footprints of earth across their floorboards. Roo was always upset at this, and despite the times she’d told him off, he always forgot to leave them at the door.
“I’m sorry love, you know I’m forgetful. I’ll clean it up, don’t worry” he’d say
Perhaps her words had finally wedged themselves in his mind. Roo cleaned the mud away, she would throw them away if she had her way but Rusk loved them, which for some reason brought a smile to her face. She placed them in their room amongst his other shoes, clean and ready for his next adventure.