Pa says, I'm really romantic.
But I do not quite believe him for he's normally lost when he says so.
I do not know what makes him feel so.
Perhaps he's been reading my posts while I was away, besides, I have seen him spy on my diaries time to time.
Perhaps I remind him of himself sometimes, or of someone else, probably mother, as she once had been.
But all I know is: Pa is really romantic.

And I do not really know what I would have done without love and rain and evening skies.