This tree is from my distant past. It’s there in the fog beside the road.
In fact, Arthur took this picture, from his car, as he followed my father’s car down the road in some tandem driving odyssey. That’s me looking out.
We had a long day today. One of those days when Arthur lives to the fullest his maxim: “Better to be lucky than to be smart.”
[daily log: walking, 7km]