While walking along the front brick wall of the house, behind the shrubs, I suddenly heard myself scream . . . because I was falling into a window well.  The right leg went in and down and the left one did something and wound up a tiny bit bent at the ankle.  I just stayed in that position for about a minute and thought, “I am not feeling any immediate pain.”

I don’t exactly know how I extracted myself; I think I reached out for a branch and used it to pull up and roll over onto the level ground. The top of my left foot was a teeny bit sore, but I completed several tasks on it and it is still only a teeny bit tender.  I think I lucked out BIG TIME.

Rose says she has a potion but I don’t know if it’s for drinking or rubbing