Sunday Letter: 06.30.19

Dear Sunday Letter friends,

Tomorrow is July. Can you believe it?

Today my niece and nephew turn 19. I can’t believe that either.

I woke with a horrible headache this morning, probably because time is flying so quickly my brain is spinning inside my skull. Hopefully not, but that’s how it feels.

I’m drinking coffee and trying to ignore it because I have lots going on today.

Jackson County Library

I’ve been meaning to tell you this. The Jackson County Library in Newport has the coolest thing going on this summer. Kids can check out birdwatching backpacks in the same way they check out books! Inside each backpack— two sets of binoculars, a birdwatch book, and a few things for the child to keep, including a bird-themed coloring book.

Love this.

I wonder if other libraries do this?

The backpacks (in various colors) hang on the end of each bookcase. When checked out, they can be kept the same amount of time as a book. According to the librarian, this has been a popular summer program.

Talk about a great way to spread the love of nature.

Blue Suede Shoes

Behold, my mother-of-the-bride shoes!

Yes, they are blue suede shoes, LOL. I bet you can guess what my musical pairing will be.

At first, I planned to get shoes with a little bling, but I saw these and knew they would be perfect with my dress. Plus, maybe I’ll wear them with other outfits.

We are counting down, y’all. 90 days!!!

Ten Little Caterpillars

I’m super happy to report that we have ten swallowtail caterpillars in the butterfly garden this very morning munching away on the dill. I’ve been watching them all week, watching them grow from tiny black specks no bigger than course black pepper, to honest to goodness caterpillars.

Plant dill, and they will come.

Something I learned in a recent master gardener class: it takes 5,000-9,000 caterpillars to raise 5 baby birds!

I love my birds but hope they don’t eat these particular caterpillars.

Pie Me

Finally, I went to Fork and Crust in Fayetteville. This is embarrassing to admit since this pie shop has been open over a year, and I could walk there…

I think I may have been subconsciously boycotting the place, because I miss the prior tenant, Vintage Cargo.

Silly me.

Delicious pie so dangerously close to my house.

The best part, I went with my friend Dorothy who was in town for the day.

Dorothy had strawberry rhubarb, and I had peach blueberry. I took a piece of chocolate cream home for John. #wifepoints

It was hard to choose from all the offerings! You want to feel like a kid at a bakery again? Stand in front of a sweet case like this for a few minutes. I don’t imagine there are any wrong selections.

Things Momma Says:

I don’t know what happened to my lounge dress, but I’ve lost it.

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Sunday Letter friends—short letter this week but one with a big message. Spend time with your friends. Wear the shoes. Eat the pie. Plant the dill. Watch the birds. And of course, listen to Elvis every chance you get.

Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.