Birkenstock mountain pines

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This morning it rained and I felt like taking a little walk in nature in a white caftan and my black Birkenstock sandals. But the insects were too intrusive for me, so I went back to the car without further ado and crossed the large puddle at the side of the road with my Birkenstocks. A small treat on the feet and a funny sound when walking on with wet feet in the slippers.