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06 November 2010



This is absolutely beautiful. Cherish all your life those moments when you really SEE your child--and what a child this one is. So wonderful a painting you have created again, with brush strokes strong and delicate, bold and sensitive, just like the Sproutje. You could not have written this without tears of sheer love.


What a lovely letter to a beautiful and lucky little girl. Happy fourth birthday to the Sprout!

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