That's my sister sitting in the sunshine on our new deck at Rose Orchard Haus. I used to have two sisters but one passed away some 20 years ago. There was an 8 year spread in our ages but our birthdays fell one day after another which when we were kids meant three days of feasting because Mum insisted we should each have our own special day.
My sister, like me, has recently resurrected her knitting skills. But unlike me she has grandchildren so can satisfy her craving by creating lots of little jumpers.
A book I have read recently
In honour of today's topic I decided to reread a book on my bookshelf. Sisters: six Australian writers explore their joys and frustrations of being a sister - edited by Drusilla Modjeska. I remember not particularly enjoying it first time round and on second reading it didn't improve. However the essays by Helen Garner and Elizabeth Jolly were good at conveying the joys and annoyanced of sisterhood. This also reminds me of another book of essays that I found mostly disappointing Knitting Yarns : Writers on Knitting edited by Ann Hood but it did remind me how much fun knitting was and got me started again.
BTW I have at last finished the huge Helen Garner book I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. Time to move on from essays and choose a new classic.
I have one sister also. We are not terribly close, but I do ring her every Saturday and speak for about an hour every week. I guess we must be closer than I think as we can always find something to talk about. I think the bond of shared parents is very strong.ReplyDelete
I find that when I talk to my sister and brothers we yak on for ages but we don't talk frequently. We have never lived in each others pockets but I agree there is a strong shared bond that is very important to each of us.Delete
Your post today is one that anyone with a sister can enjoy!ReplyDelete
Sisters are tops!Delete
Sweet! I lost my only brother 21 years ago. I wish I could talk to him again.ReplyDelete
I find loved ones are often in my thoughts, even 20+ years on.Delete
Sisters are the best Joan Elizabeth, getting to spend time with them even better. There is eight years between my younger sister and moi and three years between my older sister and I. We live ten minutes apart and often catch up to shop, lunch or just coffee, I feel very lucky ✨ReplyDelete
Being close at hand would be fun. We have never lived near each other since leaving home to go to uni. My elder sister who passed away lived in Canada and I moved down south from Queensland as soon as I got my degree.Delete
I don't have any little ones either but that hasn't stopped me knitting little clothes for my friends children.ReplyDelete
There is a generational difference here. My friends and families children are 30-50 years, even some of their grandchildren are in their 20s. Those that have small grandchildren already have knitting nannas.Delete