The longest day

Today is the longest day and also Father's Day - the first one without my stepdad. I can hear his lovely voice. Since he left, I wear his Harris tweed jacket when I am cold or missing him, it feels like he is hugging me. And today, I miss him and feel cold, it is freezing, June in Scotland usually is. An orange poppy bloomed this morning, of course I see it is a sign that he is here.
And below some gorgeous wee pink wildflowers that I rescued before my mother, who was visiting, mowed away.