"By the shores of Gitche Gumee" ... lol ok enough with that shit. Let me explain the title -- this girl looks just like a girl I went to college with, a Shinecock Indian. I mean basically a dead ringer, so I assume she's also Native American. Since I'm extremely insensitive culturally, I called a previous one "Pocahontas" already, so this one is "Hiawatha." Yes, fire away, I'm terrible. Of course I have no idea what her origin actually is, but it's as good a guess as any.
This catch just proves that you've gotta be in it to win it. The lawn is pretty much always closed these days, and it seems on those rare occasions that it is open the weather is lousy. This was one of the latter, and I actually considered not going. Muggy, drizzly, cloudy -- why bother at all? But then I get there and at the north edge of the lawn is a beautiful bronze girl with extremely long legs, who has her running shoes off and her beautiful, shapely, spoiled-looking bare feet up. There weren't many people on the lawn at all and that creates a concern about going over and sitting right next to the girl, but not enough concern to actually prevent me from doing it -- because she was SO pretty and her soles were so ... BARE and OUT THERE.
I started shooting immediately. She was really mellow about the whole thing. She looked quickly, then smiled and started texting someone. I could see she was taking my picture a lot with her smartphone, but other than that, no apparent concern or worry, which I'm very thankful for. She listened to music and her beautiful feet danced around quite a bit. My guess was she's about a size 8. Eventually she recrossed her ankles and I could not see her face. Emboldened by her attitude I skootched over closer to her, then to get an even better angle skootched over even closer. She seemed nonchalant about it, but then did this very cute thing where she looked at me, now very close to the bare soles of her naked feet, raised her eyebrows dramatically as she peered at the camera, then had a crooked little smile! Then went back to her music (as her pretty feet danced), taking notes in a little journal, taking my picture with her smartphone, and taking selfies (of course). At one point I actually looked away from the viewfinder and directly over at her soles, which I usually don't do. They loomed in my face! Soft sensitive wrinkles, delicate round toe pads, oh my God. So close ....
After about eighteen minutes of this (I edited most of the first part out, when I was not as close), she put her feet down. I stopped shooting but then I noticed she was slipping her running shoes back on and remembered some guys like to see that so I went back to shooting and caught some of that. When both shoes were back on I was about to stop again ... but noticed that she plopped her now-shod feet back up! So I kept shooting, hoping the size would be indicated on the soles of her shoes. It wasn't. I suspected she might have done this to say, "ok dude, twenty minutes is enough, the show is over." As she had indeed REALLY indulged my interest in the bottoms of her feet, above and beyond the call of duty, I ended the shot and went to sit at the opposite end of the lawn. She stayed for just a few more minutes, then went over and got one of the free lawn towels, and sat on the lawn. I patrolled around a few times but nothing else developed. As it started to get dark, I noticed I was walking right by where she was and she now had a few people with her on the towel. She was talking to them but, as she saw me walk by, gave me a sly smile as she talked, but I don't think she was telling them about our earlier experience, because she was the only one looking at me ....