Arthur and I were walking down the road.
As sometimes occurs, a vehicle drove by. Some days, there are no vehicles driving by. But when a vehicle drives by, Arthur knows who they are, about 80% of the time – it's a small community, up here, and he knows the people who live along his road.
So sometimes the vehicle stops. The window rolls down. A conversation happens.
In the SUV there were a husband and wife. The wife was driving. The husband had a sling type apparatus on his arm. They were going to a medical appointment in town. A story ensued – the man had fallen down on his boat. The wife apparently knew about Arthur's recent experience. She said something to the effect of, "We can't have all this falling down!"
Arthur concurred with his dry, laconic humor: "Yes. Fallin' down ain't all it's cracked up to be."
I found this pretty funny.
[daily log: walking, 3km]
