Grandma I never knew.

I’ve visited a couple of my older cousins over the last few days. Cousins I should have been keeping in touch with over the decades. But like many families, contact has been limited to weddings and funerals.
I’ve spent two very enjoyable afternoons with them, asking them about their life and memories of our shared grandparents, whom they knew and I didn’t. I’ve provided them with information on our shared ancestors from my research over the last thirty years. Very generously they have given me access to their old family photos. This is one of my dad’s mum, hard at work on their small holding.
I hope I’m still gardening when I reach the age she was!