Today was Father’s Day and it would have been my dad’s 67th birthday. As you may know from previous posts he died of cancer in 2013. This time of year is very painful as I was there for his 63rd birthday and six days later he died. But I am trying to every year remember the good times. He loved nature. He loved the forest and trees and I fondly remember our Sunday walks in the forest were he taught us about all the trees and birds. That’s why he chose his last resting place with a picture of a tree. I miss him everyday. But I also know that he will always be a part of me. I would post a picture of him here but I know he wouldn’t want me too, so I respect his wishes.