If you’ve followed my gardening shoe journey, you may already know that I did the unthinkable: in a blind fit of chaotic rage after trying to water my garden one evening, I bought Crocs. I was desperate for a closed-toe, rinsable shoe, and was clearly had a moment of insanity. Thankfully, I recovered when someone informed me that the adorable Native Shoes I buy for my daughters come in adult sizes too! They are everything I was looking for, they’re incredibly comfortable and most importantly: they’re not Crocs. All is right with the world again.