Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there.
For me, this one is bittersweet, since it's the first one since my Dad died in January. I'm not all teary and depressed, but I'm a bit more aware of that Dad-sized hole in my world.
This is my Dad the last time we went trout fishing together. The water was low, and in 3 days we didn't catch one fish. But we had a good time anyway.
Next week, I'm going to take his ashes back there and leave a bit of him in that same place. Hopefully he'll be able to go fishing anytime he wants.