Joining in today with Rhonda for what's on my mind.
Today would have been my dad's 91st birthday. He died in 2006 at the age of 86
I planted this rose in memory of dad and as it's the beginning of spring it is always in bloom on his birth day. I chose it for it's name "Angel Face". I have many lovely memories of dad - his courage, his humour, his creativity, his enthusiasm, his curiosity, his tolerance, his love for his family, his love of life and oh so much more. He was a generous and kindhearted man.
Edited to add that as I was washing the produce this morning I turned on the radio as I do every Friday morning and noticed a cassette ( yes! I said Cassette) in the player. I took a look and it was Harry Secombe. Now dad loved Harry's singing and his humour. I wonder ' Was this dad's player?'. I don't know for sure but I can't think of any one else I know listening to Harry. I like to think it was anyway.