Swift silent death from above
We have convenient access to a large body of water, which makes living in the jungle tolerable. But we’ve been so busy in the past few years, we only go down to the water every few months.
Darling wife was lamenting our infrequent visits to the water yesterday. I agreed, but we still didn’t go. As it turns out, it was a good thing, because a horrendous accident took place at the exact spot we frequent, killing some people and severely injuring others. They never saw it coming, because it was swift, silent death from above.
I’m glad we don’t visit the water more often.