Stones In My Passway

Although Christmas is not something that means much to me I thought I'd post up a blip of the corner of this wall at the end of our garden path as a pressie to the extremely informative blipper on the other side of the world (happy whatever-they-call the-day-after-Christmas-there day) who likes our stone walls. I like the way the lichen and moss cling precariously to the stones.

Dinner was nice. And listening to the oeuvre of Johann Strauss the Younger whilst cooking it made the whole process very enjoyable.

Enjoy your evening, everybody.