A rolling stone

This was the only photo I took today, as Sarah proudly showed me through the window how much moss she had weeded out of the garden path. We put it in the bushes where all the little birds gather, hoping they will use it for nesting material.

In the afternoon, we cycled up to Dunscore for a Guild meeting - the talk was about Sands, the Stillbirth and Neonatal Death charity. Very moving. When I got back on my bike, I discovered that the back wheel was flat. Cycled home on Sarah's bike to get the car to fetch the bike. Ho hum. There was Sarah, walking my bike back in her bare feet (to save damaging her bike shoes). Amazingly, quite a few people had driven by without comment...

A few years ago, I heard a friend of D's say the following and I wrote it down:

"A rolling stone gathers no moss, but at least it has the pleasure of rolling".

Hmm....