On July 2nd, when I looked out my bedroom window, I saw a yellow balloon in my flower garden.
There was no ribbon or string attached to it; just a plain yellow balloon nestled among the multi- colored blooms.
When I went to get my camera to come back for a picture, the balloon was gone.
My Dad's favorite color was yellow. My Dad loved to garden. My Dad would have been 100 years old on July 2nd.