Friday, April 25, 2008

Hmmmmmm...


And where do you get your adventurist spirit from...say no more...my Dad. At 80 years old, you never know where you will find him AND where did you get your love of old things...well, I won't show you a shot of his basement...it goes without saying...at least it has a path...

2 comments:

vikki said...

how wonderful to see your dad... i know it is where i git my onery*ness, adventurous nature, too... it is so true how we pass on our loves to another, the love of nature, and the flowers, plants, saving earth, living off the land ~ not taking anything for granted. animals, birds, bugs, the ol' timey good honest, truthful values. common courtesy things, the simplier times. the love of furniture, antiques, great ol things. rememberances... =) in everything give thanks. give your dad a hug from me, as i give my dad his last hug in this lifetime, as i say 'so~long' dad to him this morning... til i see him and mom agin... blessings,love,and hugs vikki =)

Shab-n-Chic said...

I like your Pop's spunk! Like a kid in a tree... I miss my Dad. He was very active and lived to be 80. I know he's watching over me and smiling though. :)