Back in 2003, my sister called from Michigan and left me a voice message that I’ll never forget. “I have something to tell you,” she said. “I think you know what it is.” She was right.
I knew my dad was dead.
It all started with a ram. At the end of last summer, in late February, Hamish said, “I’m going to bring over a ram.”
Hamish is the stock agent who grazes his sheep and cattle in our paddocks. “You’ll see lambs out there in the spring,” he added.
I’ve got great news. Wairarapa Lifestyle Magazine recently interviewed me for their spring issue, and they’re going to be publishing an ongoing series from ‘Moon over Martinborough.’ They’ve even slapped a picture of me on the Spring 2009 cover, which I find vaguely embarrassing.