There are many stories, but for now I have  images of Auntie June forever smiling and sometimes squinting at you with a wry smile on her lips; she always seemed to know what we were up to as kids.  I picture her in a loose white blouse and pants tucked into her rubber boots.  She reaches for an apple in the orchard or trudges through the asparagus field, always a dog in the picture somewhere. Then there are the special occasions when she would wear pale colours and always a lovely hat.  A genuine laugh and sense of humour, Auntie June was forever inviting you to stay at the farm and to bring "special friends" with you!  She was an excellent judge of character.  Forever welcoming and the most loving aunt ever, I will miss her immensely.