There is nothing like meeting a favorite person face-to-face. I avidly followed Kate’s blog for several years and finally met her. She writes about her four cats, Starbucks, exercising at the gym and outside, and funny things that happen to her. She has a marvelous sense of humor. We drove near her home on our way to grandson Nathaniel’s high school graduation, and she graciously invited us to drop by. Her accent on the phone did not surprise me, since I knew she lived in Pennsylvania. In person, I found she was animated and most engaging. Her beloved husband (the name she uses for him on the blog) was also most interesting. He played the guitar in bands in his earlier years before they met. Kate joked that we would know her entire history in an hour, but I have a thousand questions left hanging. We knew we were not likely to meet the shy cats. They hid while we sat on their favorite porch, but I didn’t sense them trying to push us out.
Kate has written about her pond. Words and pictures don’t do it justice. The clematis regally held sway over the pond, while the sound of falling water soothed our ears.
There was even a friendly frog to greet us, calmly sitting on a lily pad.
If you follow Kate, you already know about her magic with words. If you don’t know her, prepare to be entranced if you read her blog. The address is coffeekatblog.com.