Another Father's day, but quieter than most. I was met with breakfast from Helaina, wind chimes from Sam and a phone call from Rachael.
The other day, the kids gave me flowers and a honeysuckle. I planted those this morning in the pouring rain, before heading with Helaina to visit Dad's grave. On the way, I got a text from Jake at the airport, wishing me a "Happy Father's Day". He should be half way to Miami about now.
Sam and I will spend the afternoon baking together.
Not much to say, so I'll post this, like I do pretty much every year...
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