My brother

My brother (actually half-brother) Peter came to visit this weekend. He's pictured here, along with Bess, one of my dad's dogs. Peter and I have a great relationship I think because we don't share all the silly baggage that goes with most siblings. We did not grow up together. In fact, I think I learned that he existed when I was 13 years old. He's a good bit older than I am, and we've always related as "adults".

I also have a half-sister, Lucy. It's really a joy to have the siblings without having to grow up with them ;)