It started when I heard the tinkling on the piano this morning, D-D E D G F, D-D E D G F and was woken from a deep sleep. Then a sensational breakfast tray festooned (what a great word!) with an entire branch of our flowering apple blossom, and roses and little cocktail umbrellas stuck into pretty bowls of strawberries and fresh pineapple.
Some beautifully hand chosen pressies from my girls, were opened. Gorgeous, they know me so well.
And from my husband a beautiful red teacup, which I've already had a lovely cup of Chai tea in, some chocolates, a fabulous book (more on that later) and a day's photography class in Canberra set for early in the new year!
A very special lunch at home with all the men in my life! Husband, father and two brothers, who sang a beautifully deep version of Happy Birthday.
And then an afternoon with Jane Austen, watching "Persuasion", with a bowl of chocolates by my side. Ah, bliss.
And of course a birthday cake, with a nod to Halloween tomorrow, orange icing and ... are they bats on the cake? With a ballerina twirling in the middle and the cocktail umbrellas from the morning making a repeat performance ... brilliant!! Love birthdays. And not even thinking about the number.
Seeya tomorrow for the last day of Blogtoberfest!!!