ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Happy Easter, Sunday Letter readers!
Easter really sneaked up on me this year. I don’t know if I’ve not been paying attention to the calendar or what, but the truth is this too-big-for-its-britches year needs to slow itself down. I’m not kidding. I can barely keep my head above water.
Today is also my sister’s birthday. Yay for sisters and yay for birthdays! Some people don’t recognize how special both are.
It’s book review time! There are some real treasures in these March 2022 Book Reviews. A couple of these novels were published several years ago. Others are fairly new to the world. Two were written by Irish authors (McCann and Grissom)—appropriate for March, I think.
I didn’t read as much as I expected because I had several false starts at the beginning of the month. And by false starts I mean I began three different books that I gave up on midway through. I’ve learned it’s perfectly okay to quit a book I’m not enjoying. And just because others think it’s the best thing since banana pudding doesn’t mean I will.
Onward.
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Whew. What a crazy weather week. An E-3 tornado touched down during the early morning hours of Wednesday only a few miles from our home in Fayetteville. It moved northeast into Springdale leaving behind property damage, injuries, and power outages.
Thursday it snowed at our house.
Friday = warm and sunny.
I fear we are all in for a long and destructive storm season this spring. Worse than normal, I think. I’m not a qualified weather girl, but I do have several decades of real-life training, having grown up in the Arkansas delta where weather rode shotgun over our livelihood.
