Misty Corn Mud

My recent trip to countryside was quite rainy, making for muddy and slippery trails. I tried very hard not to fall, and I succeeded the majority of the time, but there were a few times that I did not and my right leg lives to tell the tale (I have a deep purple bruise). On one occasion we were walking through a corn field, past droppings and other lovely things, and up a muddly slope. My shoe found no traction and I fell forward catching myself with my hand. I do not typically have a problem with mud, but I have a feeling there were other things mixed with that mud. It was fun though and well worth it. That slippery slope led up to a village where the people were very friendly and welcoming.