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Father's Day Thoughts

Posted on June 21, 2015 by Kate Moynihan | 0 comments
Most stories have a clear beginning, middle and an end. This story is a more of a circle … about my dad. Big as life he was known for his monumental mustache. It curled splendidly, running clear across his face from the middle of one cheek to the middle of the other with corkscrew twists at each end.


   Sporting such a truly grand mustache may explain his favorite bloom: sunflowers. He marveled at the brilliant yellow flowers with big brown centers and the contrast of the bright green stalks amid gigantic leaves. Sunflowers: big and bold – just like my Dad’s stach.
   In addition to the stunning colors, Dad cherished the oversize seeds that brought the birds eating, gathering and spreading them to create flowers for the next season: The circle of life. Like my memories of Dad, there is no beginning, middle or end … just a circle of thoughts.
   I painted this sunflower for you, Dad.

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