The stash

I did very well for beautifully wrapped birthday gifts and cleared a shelf to display them and work myself into a frenzy.  After going to the gym and eating a soul nourishing lunch of coffee, a pear and Lindt chocolate, I began the unwrapping.

Silk from Myanmar.  Gorgeous things from Curly Tree which is housed in our former River Bank in Wentworth.  And a splendid mystery box which was so heavy I thought it may contain a ball for bowls, which would be entirely appropriate to my age.  But no.

A magnificent teapot.  Which could substitute for a Kettle Ball at the gym.  But in fact is to replace my quaint but handleless current teapot.
Plus, by coincidence, a complementary Margaret Preston print card

which I can't recall ever seeing before.  The day started with light rain and birdsong.  Later it developed into a full on gale which suited my purposes perfectly.  Wood fire, banana muffins, sausage roll and a glass of red.