WEEK FIFTY-ONE: BEING PREPARED
I was walking up a steep road along the side of a lush green mountain. There was light fog and the road glistened from a sporadic drizzle. The mountain dropped steeply to my left. Peter was walking with me, but he had moved far ahead. This was unusual because I have longer legs (as he often reminds me) and I generally have to adjust my stride to his. But I had been distracted along the way by small bits of nature and had fallen behind. A man came whizzing by on a riding l