Its two years now since you died, you did not want to go… there were lots of paintings to paint and adventures that had been dreamt of… I know that you worried about your beautiful granddaughters, Chloe & Daphane, unsure as to whether they would be able to grasp the great love that you have for them. I can easily evoke the smile that would appear on your face when Noah came into your line of sight. Pleasant memories of Fee Lin’s kindness on your last day remain fresh. Thanks Anne for a home, every morning I start by standing at the sink looking down at the Mill Pond watching the ribbons dance on your prayer tower and am grateful that we were allowed to meet and spend such important moments together. “I miss you want to kiss you!” Mon Petit Chou!