Almost as soon as we had arrived in Australia we lost my elder sister Niki in a car accident. Just the other day I wrote in this blog about completing eight happy years in Oz but eight years without her. Poorer in mind and heart with her physical absence but richer in thought and care for all she stood for. So the first flower of my tibouchina tree is hers and hers alone.
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