Father Earth

It seems we mostly refer to our little blue ball of a planet as Mother Earth. On Father's Day though, I often recall that it was my dad that dragged us out on nature hikes and campouts. Amy's father taught her all about the birds and how to identify them.

Some days it is easy to lose sight of what exactly set us on the path of becoming a nature-loving treehugger. Today I'll thank my dad for introducing me to Mother Earth. Thanks for making me curious and answering all those questions as best you could. Here's a recent shot of my dad doing his best to dazzle me with an explanation of how the weather in Mexico can make a door look like this.
-Charles