Fly by.

Was standing outside a few minutes ago visiting with my neighbor-friend when all of a sudden a bird flew by my head close enough to rustle my hair. It was one of the weirdest things that has happened to me. When I looked up to the tree where the bird flew I saw that it looked like a swallow and on the very next branch was a bright goldfinch.

Dad would have loved this story. He was quite the bird watcher. Sometimes he would use his computer camera to try and show me the fat dove or the hummingbirds in his back yard. 

Dad would have been 93 years old today. Have had him on my mind all day. Feeling the good vibes. Thankful for a Dad that taught me to do right things. For teaching me to say "I love you" often.