Returning my Father to Ellewoutsdijk

So, we had a very small amount of my Dad's ashes in a tiny urn, which we decided to bring to his home town of Ellewoutsdijk. In classic Zeeland fashion, the blustery wind brought some cold rain showers, adding an appropriate atmosphere to the occasion.

So we left him there, on the dike, where he would have played as a child and first dreamt of taking to the sea.