Still working on this ring of stones seen from above.
I have a birthday this week. It always surprises me that one day you can wake up not just a day older but officially a whole year older. Strange how we mark time, saving it up into a parcel before acknowledging its passing. And how time is so obviously circular on birthdays and anniversaries, coming round year after year. And of course it’s not just me that’s a year older than I was a year ago. You are too, regardless of when you celebrate the anniversary of your own birth. So happy birthday to you, too!