So Many Sins

The birthday celebrations go on and on and who am I to complain?
This morning my friend of forty years standing treated me to coffee in the local delicatessen.

As we go back a long way, she and I are party to many shared memories, not all them moments to be proud of- much uncontrollable laughter in places and at occasions where it was deemed unseemly, figures largely in our reminiscences.
You can now see why this card is so apt.

Along with the card, this little wooden tree, beautiful in its simplicity, just the kind of artistic present which I have come to expect from an art college graduate.
Thank you Margaret, I love it!