Had real technical problems with the blog yesterday.
Had things been working well I would have shared this picture yesterday on Kate's birthday. Here she is at the ripe old age of 5. This photo was taken on the day that James, Kate and I became a family. At the reception she ate way too many See's chocolate mints, but somehow didn't become ill. She danced and twirled and almost caught the bridal bouquet.
There is something that is very old soul about Kate and something that is just a bit mischievous. And here she is all wrapped up in the sweetness of childhood. She is now a mother but in some ways hasn't changed a bit, except now she is wrapped up in the sweetness of motherhood.
"My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky;So was it when my life beganSo is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die!The Child is father of the Man; I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety".William WordsworthPhoto courtesy Three Doves Photography
Our children grow up so quickly, and ditto the grandchildren.
ReplyDelete"There is something that is very old soul about Kate and something that is just a bit mischievous." That's all in this photo.
ReplyDeletePlus you've used a favorite poem of mine.
Yup to both comments re: Kate and our kiddoes.
ReplyDeleteI love the poem although I have to admit I found it the most confounding bit of poetry I had ever read. The child is father of the man was something I didn't understand. Don't know if it was not well taught to me, I was just too literal about its meaning or I was too unworldly when I read it.
In any case, I get it now, and it is one of my favorites, too.
The child is father of the man -- one of the best lines in all English lit. Something you never quite understand until you're the man. Or the woman.
ReplyDeleteLovely portrait.
Absolutely right on both comments.
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