farmdoc's blog post number 563

Sometimes after darling Indigo and I chat on the phone, I want to talk with her mother, and so I ask to please speak with ‘my little girl’. Indigo thinks it’s really funny that her Mum, who’s a grown-up, can still be called a little girl. I still mean every word of this post I wrote about darling Kate exactly one year ago today. I think that because birthdays are a year apart, they’re a convenient time for periodically taking stock of your life. Far be it from me to evaluate Kate’s life. That’s her job. But I feel entitled to talk about Kate from my viewpoint. And I reckon the last 12 months have seen her blossom – as I wrote here. There’s been the prestigious Vogue Produce Awards, her wondrous two blogs, her superb photographs, her creative and exquisite craft, and her mouth-watering cooking and baking. Come to think of it, the blogs illustrate it all – figuratively and literally. She’s a blogger extraordinaire. How she has the energy for all this while getting little sleep, is beyond me. I’m in awe of her: She’s an attentive and adoring wife and mother. She’s a loyal and caring friend. She’s a beautiful person. And, not least, she’s my little girl. Happy birthday to you, darling Kate.