His ring

It’s one of the things I always remember about my father.  Worn on his left hand, I used to stare at it, wonder at it, and admire the colours in the stone while being held in his arms.  It is so much more special to me now that Dad has passed.  And today was the first day in almost 3 years that I have taken it out to look at it again.  I couldn’t think of anything more appropriate for today’s topic of the 30 Day Photography Challenge (following my post here) – Close up.  As close-up as I used to see it as a child, and so very treasured… my Dad’s wedding ring.  M x