Walk and Talk

The afternoon was beautiful yesterday when I took Lucy for a walk. As we wound our way along a forested path in a nearby park, we passed several pairs of walkers headed in the opposite direction. Each duo was happily engaged in conversation as they strolled, and I overheard several interesting scraps of their chatter. 

"No, it's boneless chicken breast, and you marinate and roll it up!" one person reported breathlessly.

"I told him I would," shrugged another, "but then I met another guy and changed my mind."

And I did a surreptitious double-take when I heard, "We finally finished our rabies treatment, and it wasn't as bad as they said."

As we continued, I realized it had been a while since I walked and talked with a friend, and although I didn't make that happen today? I will soon.