Classic Dad

I was thinking about my dad this morning and remembered this picture I took of him when we drove up to Tahoe in 2010.  It's a goofy picture, I know, but I snapped it because this is the expression I grew up seeing everytime he had his camera out.  My dad was a great photographer and took some beautiful pictures, but he always looked befuddled everytime he would be looking for some button or another on his camera.  It's also classic of my dad, since I don't remember him wearing anything other than blue jeans, a white tee shirt, and a plaid flannel shirt very often.  I can probably count the times I remember him wearing anything else on my fingers :)