The wheels in my brain (since I'm still working on that last proofread, and any minute now the doorbell will ring and I'll have somebody here to assist with a garment cut); the wheels on the bicycle when we go to town; on Monday the wheels on the car, when I'll pick up Gary from Britain and we'll zoom over to Bamberg for a library visit.
Wheels are also, figuratively, turning on a few other projects and events - planning is going on, and it is nice to feel that things are moving, moving, moving and that there will be no day where I think "what could I be doing" in the near future.
And recently (in Backnang) the Great Wheel was also turning. Here's picture proof:
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