He had some pictures rotating as his desktop wallpaper. They're not particularly good pictures, of a particularly interesting subject - but they were how my daddy saw the world. He loved them enough to keep them cycling through. And so I keep them.
One of them is a photograph of a trail head sign. My dad did stuff like that. You see the map, and info about the area. And then you see the real beauty of the picture - subtle, ghostly, a reflection of my papasan taking that picture. There, ethereal, precious. A moment of his living caught.
I love that picture most of all.
Today is three years. I did things he would have loved, and carried him with me, like the reflection. There, if you look just right.
I miss him so much.
Robert Binnom Taylor
9 Feb 1946 - 10 Apr 2007