City Glove Country Glove

They are both lost.  Doesn’t matter if you are a tough work glove destined to share your country space with coyote poop…
glove countryor a fashion accessory accented by pink litter at a city curb
glove cityyou are still lost.
It has been suggested that I take too many photos of lost gloves (like here or here or here).  Here’s someone whose whole website is about lost gloves.  I’m not going to stop.

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3 Responses to City Glove Country Glove

  1. Tom says:

    It frightens me to know there are others out there who think the same way you do.

  2. kathy claycomb says:

    There is something mournful and nostalgic and gripping (OK, pun not intended, but I’ll write it anyway) about lost gloves. Someone is probably grieving it but the glove is forever lost to them. The glove probably has a story about its travels, but the story is forever lost. And everyone has lost a glove, so in someone else’s lost glove, one is reminded of their own sorrow for favorite gloves lost somewhere.

  3. Mary Katherine says:

    I wear mittens and they are sprinkled in singles liberally all over the San Mateos.

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