>>5472642OP here. I know that feel. Before he died my grandfather and I used to garden together in our backyard. It was so much fun and the satisfaction of the harvest was well worth the hard work. It'll never be the same without him. Not a day goes by where I don't look out the window to where me and him used to sit after gardening and think of all the things we used to do and how we'll never get to do them again. I loved and still love that man and I'll miss him until I die. The picture is relevant. The feeling I get when I see it is the same one I got when my Grandfather first asked me to help in his garden and the feeling after I first planted with him and we talked for hours after we finished about his life and what he hopes for mine. It's a good feeling and the memories that always come with it, though sad, are always welcome.
