During Samhain the mind often remembers those that have passed on. This is my father in France during WWII. He has been gone since Oct. 1987 and I miss him. This is the new year, or the dark half of the year and a time to celebrate with a feast and a bonfire.
This is the table awaiting the arrival of our guests where we celebrated with food and fire.
Thanks, Dad. I appreciate all that you did or tried to do for the family. It was never easy for you, was it?