Dad would have been ninety nine at the end of next month and I fully intend to add more of his works before that time.  Life is mad until school term is over and then I will get down to it.  I wanted to highlight one of my favourite images of the valleys – it is so carefully painted and the detail shows the deep fondness he had for his childhood days and the freedom of the mountain behind his home.  Although dilapidated, the mine does not look sad and hopeless, but actually quite beautiful in a serene way.  Love you Dad.xx