My dad was always very cerebral and usually distant,but had a heart of gold. Underneath he was a total mush pot and the love letters he wrote my mother from the age of 13 until the last one he wrote her when she was in a nursing home and totally uncomunicative ,would warm your heart. I remember him explaining some of the laws of physics to me when I was in elementary school,I remember him looking with a critical eye on the world and yet falling asleep on the floor with Cody his,and my dog,and I remember him in his early 30s,crawling around on the floor with a rug over his head scaring the heck out of my brother and I one Halloween. He was a dichotomy just as we all are.

That was fascinating! Thanks, Casey.

Another chickadee print, this one in my kitchen (had to take it at a weird angle to get rid of reflections from flash and windows).

Anagramania - a scrambled word game. http://www.gamesforthebrain.com/game/anagramania/