Father’s Day

First Father’s Day without my dad. It’s a strange feeling. I enjoyed the morning drinking coffee out of a Farside mug I bought my dad years ago, “ The bluebird of happiness long absent from his life, Ned is visited by the chicken of depression.” 🤣 I sat on the porch listening to the birds. My dad loved goofy humor, all creatures, waking up before everyone else to sneak out for breakfast or donuts and the morning newspaper. When I got the mug I had to wash of layers of newsprint. 😉 Other pictures show Sebastian teaching me to Ripstick!Leia mais