I was walking down the towpath between Avoncliff and Limpley Stoke looking for a place to bury Rudy, Tony’s dog while I was killing time waiting for him to die. I didn’t find anywhere but I did stumble along this and it just caught my eye.
The moss down the middle just showed nature partly consuming a well worn and tired inanimate object. Something I didn’t feel attachment towards and could just see a beautiful thing for what it was. Ying and Yang for Ditch Gypsies if you like. X