As the seasons change, and the weather warms in the spring, I can’t wait to get rid of my real shoes in exchange for sandals. Weeks before the warm weather actually arrives, I polish my toes in anticipation of the big event. The opposite occurs in the fall. I wait until the very last minute, when the winds are chilly and frostheavy leaves cover the ground. It is only then – when snow is imminent and Mother Nature snuffs out any ink-ling of summer – that I pull socks out of the drawer and put on shoes that will house my ...