A year ago today my beloved Daisy Dog died. I can’t believe the time has passed so quickly. This is the tree that we all planted on Daisy Dog Day with the sheep and the lambs that she always watches over.
But something beautiful also happened this weekend. James’ uncle Joe came to speak at a conference I organised with a colleague and over and above the fact that he came to visit – which was utterly fabulous – he brought with him a gift so special that I can’t really describe it in words: a painting that not only completely captures the likeness of Daisy Dog but her essence of being as well.
Crayton saw photos of Daisy Dog, read about her and was moved to paint her. Even though he never met her, it is as if he perfectly understood who she was. I feel as if one year later she has come back into my life and is again with me.
Thank you Crayton for such a wonderful gift.
I miss my gorgeous, wonderful, stubborn, perfect Daisy Dog