Dear Sunday Letter Readers,
Here in northwest Arkansas we had thunderstorms all night; it’s still storming, and there’s rain in the forecast all day. Rolling, booming thunder, the good sleeping sort except when it’s too loud and too much, which was last night. I woke up every hour it seemed. Now here I am drinking coffee, listening to the storms, writing this letter to you.
We survived soggy spring to see stormy summer? Hopefully not.
I’m exaggerating a bit. Since summer’s arrival, we have had several warm, hair-frizzingly humid days. I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for more sunshine. A whole week in a row of sunshine. Maybe two. Three? Hold the frizz, please.Continue Reading
