Tiled

Still improving steadily... coughing less, and not missing the outdoors much, as it's been chilly and intermittently wet. This doesn't stop me from mentally listing what needs doing in the garden, as I peer out at it.
These are MahJong tiles, a set given to my parents by friends, in the 1940s. Not ivory (I'm relieved to say), but something that feels like bakelite or resin of some kind.
As a kid the symbols fascinated me, with their beautiful design and vivid colours.