My Little Sister

My youngest sister Joan, always a little sweetie (nine years my junior), became an artist overnight.
Honestly.
It just blows our minds.
Not that we're surprised she's good at everything she does.
We just never had any idea she'd be doing anything like this, to start with.  It sorta comes right out of the blue.

Anyway, she's done a lot of painting that I absolutely love, so I commissioned her to paint me a set of three flowery photos for our living room wall. She's sending them with Dad, who's driving out from Kelowna next week.

I'm so excited!

Propped up in Joan's dining room.

Joan has a blog HERE. 

She doesn't write nearly as often as I'd like, but it's great whenever she does. She's ever so lovable; what can I say.

Joan, it's my turn to say:
You remind me of Mom. 

You know she, too, would have loved Andrea Bocelli.