No Rolling Stones Here

Quick lunchtime blip.  Wandering around the garden with my camera, desperately looking for something original to symbolise today. Again it looks, sounds and smells like winter has quietly left the building.  Birds are in the trees, bulbs have pushed through, there are buds on the Hydrangea and other shrubs. 

Nothing!  Well, nothing as good as most of you out there could manage.  So, today I give you one of the rocks around and over which a tough wee sedum has made it's home, but today it's particularly striking for the moss and lichen clambering and clinging to it. 

And that's it - back to work now.  Adios!