Little Things

There are days when Emily's absence is felt very strongly. Today has been one of those days so far. Two things have happened that she would have really enjoyed.

Whenever we walk to the end of the island Emily always stops on a little beach between houses as it has proven to be an excellent spot for harvesting sea glass for her growing collection. This morning the ocean had to delivered an even more exciting gift to that little beach. You can never have too many conch shells - and this one is a beauty.



The second event involved the arrival of the long awaited "Dolce" - the new baby of our friends Sara and Thomas.



Dolce means "sweet" in Italian and also references Thomas's love of D and G. Sara arrived this morning for her English conversation with teeny, tiny Dolce in tow. She is truly sweet and Emily would have loved to spend time with her.





Colonel, on the other hand, did not love her. He launched at her with a hiss and Dolce went scampering across the living room to hide under my desk crying her eyes out. They always say that bullies are insecure and Colonel certainly showed his true wussy colours being scared of a baby the size of a mouse!