It’s all the little things together that made this a big weekend. Starting with dinner and a movie (Fargo) with Sarah and Monica Friday night at home. Then Saturday all three of us up early and off to Havelock to Grampy’s House. He choked up a little when Sarah kissed him on the cheek. How wonderful that she could see him and visit for awhile.
Monica and Sarah went to a bridal shower in the afternoon at Salisbury while Dad and I shared lunch, reminisced about hunting and fishing memories, and snoozed between conversations. My dear old stubbornly wonderful father. I will miss him terribly someday.
Home to Saint John for a relaxing evening of Netflix with nachos & cheese and to bed with dreams of stained glass possibilities.
Sunday morning, Monica and I up early
coffee in hand and laptop on lap playing around with blogs and pictures. Then worked for awhile in the basement winery bottling two batches of Shiraz. Should be a good easy sipping wine; one with hints of spicy berries and the other a bit rounder with a percent higher alcohol.

Finished in the winery to a beautiful breakfast of scrambled eggs.
Father’s Day off to a roaring start 🙂
By noon the skies weren’t even half bad. A fresh nor-easterly breeze brought a promise of adventure for the day. Even the gardens perked up a little. 
Of course, found some quiet time amid laundry shifts to play with some glass and select some colors for an upcoming project I’m planning. Hint – found a perfect purple for grapes.
And Monica found time to finish the triptych cross stitch she has been working on for more than a decade. A beautiful trio of birds on a continuous branch in full blossom (maybe cherry). Can’t wait to get this framed and on the wall. Will blog it again, I’m sure. 
Now, off to Fredericton with Mon and Sar to get Ry and all go to Isaac’s Way. I’m sportin’ Pink Floyd hat and shirt… so I’m ready. Now just waiting for Sarah to blow dry her hair. Sigh.
Had a wonderful time and meal with my family at Isaac’s Way restaurant in Fredericton. 
and surprise, surprise, my children paid for everything. Including the dessert at Dairy Queen. What a Father’s Day. 
Without question, the greatest gift of all is my children. Thank you Monica, you gave them to me. I love you all.







