60

It's my birthday tomorrow.  The big 60. I suppose it is a milestone in life ... step over the line and you enter old age ... they used to give you a bus pass (as compensation perhaps?). Well to me it is just a number. It won't make any difference.  I'm not going to suddenly need a walking frame: I already walk upstairs and forget what I wanted up there! You can't fight age but you can enjoy it. Today was lovely.  We visited Buxton for The Great Peak District Fair. 

It is an annual Real Ale festival and Craft Fair held in the grounds of the Buxton Pavillion Gardens ... so that's where we started.  The Gardens were designed by Joseph Paxton (of Chatsworth fame) and opened in 1871.  The glass house was beautiful ... packed with flowers and texture and foliage.  I would love to have just one part of the display in my greenhouse! Spider plants tumbling over walls; banana plants reaching for the ceiling; maidenhead ferns waving in the slightest breeze .... everything so lush and healthy. 

There was a large exhibition of work from local artists on display.  Paintings, textiles, multi media and pottery. I was particularly taken by the linocut work of Jill Kerr.  So detailed.  Another favourite was Pauline Townsend, silk painter, I have come across her work before.  She produces beautiful flower images.  Oh to be that talented!

Well, hopefully, I will have plenty of time in my old age to develop new skills and collect houseplants!