I love surrounding myself with pictures and words which both inspire and remind me of those I love. In my study I have a string of photos on display. Of course there are a few pics of our boys, but there is also one very special picture, a picture of my Great Nan who passed away almost 7 years ago, just a few months shy of her 100th birthday. What I really love about this photo is on the the back in her handwriting is the details of where the picture was taken – Yallourn, Victoria and the date – 1930.
Whenever I look at this photo, I am taken straight back to my childhood….
Sitting in the backseat with my sister for the hour long drive, watching paddocks and farms fly by.
Pulling into Nan’s driveway I can see her sitting in her tired cane chair on the veranda waiting for us.
My sister and I eagerly jumping out of the car and racing inside to claim our bed, pushing each other out of the way to get inside first- both of us wanting to avoid the bed with the saggy mattress.
Spending crisp Autumn days ‘helping’ Nan rake the colourful dry leaves into piles and then getting in trouble for playing in them.
Sitting on Nan’s kitchen table watching her cream butter and sugar together with just her hand.
Spending hours exploring her ‘wild’ backyard’ pretending we were princesses trapped in a deep dark forest.
Being too scared to use the outside toilet by myself once darkness fell.
Going for walks in the bushland, collecting bark and sticks for her fire.
Sitting in her darkened lounge room on hot summer days while she watched the cricket and sledged the opposition.
Picking flowers from the old Wisteria which twisted and curled along the side of the house to put in my hair.
Clutching Nan’s small soft hand as we watched the overflowed Murray river rise further up the levy bank behind her house.
My boys are also fortunate enough to have their Nan and Great Nan with us, and I can only hope they will also create treasured memories to look back on in the years to come x
Also linking up with the beautiful Zanni over at My Little Sunshine House for Sunshine Sundays – writing prompt Grandparents