Another tile.

Hanging in my kitchen. Could be about 400 years old. When my mom had died, we learned that she wanted me to have this tile ( one of 36 that had to be divided amongst my two sisters and me), because I was the one who had given her her first grandchild.
So when I see this tile I am reminded of my daughter and my mother.
An active morning : I tried to put anti slip corners underneath all of our rugs. And we have many as Maggie hated slippery floors.unfortunately while doing this and bending down just a bit too much for my back I fell over and of course, as always, hurt my right side and my head for good measure.
So the rest of the day I stayed quite calm.