As most of my blog friends know I moved country when I was past middle age. 48 years old in fact! The first 5 1/2 years were spent living in Virginia. I had one really nice friend who I met at a quilt guild there and we still keep in touch via email and phone. She was the only good friend I made, I found it very hard to make new friends at my age. Back home in Australia, friends were made in school and then at work and then through my own children. It was harder here, I had no family, no old friends.
We moved to the mountains of upstate NY in August 2009. I have made more friends here than I made in Virginia and funny thing is, people in the south told me that it would be hard to get to know people in the north. I found that not to be true. I am off track now but wanted to write about my friend Renee who is also my neighbour. Renee and her husband and 3 little girls knocked on our door the weekend we were moving in. They welcomed us to the 'road' with a jar of peach jelly and warm hearts.
Renee is in her mid thirties and she has 3 little girls under the age of nine and now a baby on the way. We have become very close despite our age difference. She is like a surrogate daughter and more. We both love to cook and garden and during the long winters we drink tea and coffee and drool over seed catalogues and plan spring gardens,swap recipes, talk about our latest books and sometimes do needlework.
Today I am making her lunch for her birthday. She asked for my salmon patties and salad. Easy. I asked her what cake she would like and she asked for my Lemon Drizzle cake. Easy again. One day when her babies are grown and all at school and she has freeer days, I will teach her to quilt. Friends don't have to be the same age as you. Renee and I have a twenty year age difference.
I love this photo of Renee and two of the girls last winter. Off back home after a visit.