I try not to look at this photo. Yet, when I do, I remember how sweet life always was when I knew that my sister was in this world. And that is why I do not look at this photo.
The photo on the right was taken by a neighbor in her backyard. We, her children and my sister and I, had created a garden in our backyard. I had read a book about a little girl and her flower garden but I thought wouldn't it be fun to have a vegetable garden. We were nine and eleven and knew nothing about the art of vegetable growing. But we all went ahead. Their father came over and dug a small plot for us. And we put in the seeds. I don't remember what we planted other than zucchini and pumpkins. And this pumpkin (see above) maybe the only product of that garden. Yet it was instructive and a lot of fun for all of us.
The photo on the left was taken years later. You can still see the rapport that we still had and the joy in each other's company. When I received this photo in the mail from my sister, I couldn't place why it looked so familiar. Then it clicked and I went through my mother's photos and found the little snapshot. I had both brought up to the same size and mounted them together as a small Christmas gift.
When she passed away, I asked for this rememborance back, yet I don't look at it very often, as I can't.
I received this wonderful drawing from my Great Niece Annie, who is the daughter of my darling niece. Annie is very creative. My house seems decorated by "Art by Annie". I have a clay cup that is totally perfect for my cutting table. I have a wonderful cat drawing, inspired by the many cats that I have had in my life. I have this amazing figure out of clay that was inspired by Project Runway. Annie uses her life to inspire her art.
