Happy Father’s Day

I did a lot of art stuff today. I painted yesterday’s drawing. Shelly and I took a walk at Zuanich Park and I did a drawing as we sat and rested. Today Shelly walked further than he has in months. The process has been slow; but he is gradually healing. Thank goodness. Later this afternoon we sat on his deck and I did another sketch of a tree behind his condo. Shelly had good zoom talks with his daughter in Boston and I got a call and a text from Arvin’s daughters. I thought often of my own father who has been dead for almost 30 years. Yikes! And yes. I still miss him.