Cobbled together

I have no particular plans today. Nothing in particular has happened. It's been a very grey day - unremarkable in every way.

I decided to take an obscure route home and found myself on a cobbled street. I like texture underfoot. I often walk barefoot - anywhere I can really. My feet like to feel where I'm walking. I'm one of those people that likes walking over the bumpy bits on a pedestrian crossing. In fact, given the choice, I'll seek them out rather than cross the road without. (and I have to get the experience on both feet - one would just be odd)

The cobbles felt just as good. A nice wee treat for my feet on the way home. (I have to add though, that the situation changes when wearing heels. That's just ridiculous)