Wish you were here

A springtime collage for my dear Dad, who died seven years ago today. He'd have loved all this, even on a day of gusting winds and the occasional torrential downpour he'd still have said, as he always did, it's a beautiful day.
Thank you Dad for teaching me to see the beauty in the smallest of things. Even the tiny bee working in the camellia flower at the bottom left of the picture.