Good-Bye Old Friend

Over the summer, my favorite pair of knit capri yoga pant cut-offs were washed and dried scores of times.   They became thin, long and full of holes.  The seams were wearing away.  I cut them off with every inch they stretched.  But alas, as with everyone's favorites T-shirts, sweats or even  underwear, the time comes when we must part ways, when nothing can be salvaged, not even for a rag, but who would dare!  Those pants were above wiping dust off the mantle! Someone needs to take the trash out now.  I can't...I just can't.

RIP gray ones...RIP