I don’t attend church on Fathers’ Day. My father passed away on June 20th, 1999 which was Fathers’ Day of that year. Also, the fact of never having children gives me a saddened 
feeling on that day upon seeing the honor being bestowed on all the fathers in attendance. 
I left early while the temperatures were still comfortable to hike at State game Lands 137. I always am hopeful to see bear. This is the black bear mating season so seeing a black beauty increases some.
Elderberry Blossoms
I was blessed to see some deer, including a doe with her three fawns. I hurried the camera and failed to get a clear photo. However, I am including the pic here.
I saw plenty of birdlife since the habitat is great for nesting birds. I saw some young ravens, and some squirrels, too. 
Spiderwort
Those few hours proved to be a much needed therapy for the morning as the 
memories of that 1999 weekend permeated my thoughts. Woodland time always is a great joy.
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