It was very windy today.

Adrian has been going out cycling with his friends a few times. They gather and take their bikes and go looking for more friends to gather and then they sort of just cycle around. I wouldn’t feel comfortable with them cycling in actual traffic, but the small neighbourhood streets around here are quiet and safe. And the boys (because they are all boys) are so many that they will be very visible for drivers. I just hope they are sensible when crossing the few larger roads nearby.

Anyway, today the gang of friends with bikes didn’t come by, and I guess Adrian missed them and was feeling restless. Usually when he’s been indoors most of the day I invite him to join me for a walk to the supermarket and back. Today he invited me out to cycle with him. The wind was fierce but other than that the weather was good, warm and dry, so we cycled first to Nälsta and then on to Vällingby, and back. Near Vällingby we saw this fallen tree blocking our road.

I heard a couple of women passing comment with shock on how scary this was. I can of course understand that it would be bad to be hit by a falling tree, and quite obviously this one has fallen in a place where it could have hit someone. But still it seems so unlikely. The thought of Adrian crossing busy roads scares me a lot more. But I don’t let it show.

By my nature, I worry. I do my best to quash the worrying when I notice it. And when I do worry, I do my best not to let it affect my actions and especially not to show it and spread it to others. Ingrid is also a worrier – probably I’ve infected her already. But Adrian is much more carefree and I hope he can stay that way.