ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Hello Sunday Letter friends,
Signs of spring are everywhere, and I am grateful for every blooming thing. But man alive, this weather is something else. Tornadoes ripped through Arkansas Friday, leaving a trail of destruction in Little Rock and flattening Wynne. My mother is safe at home on the farm, having dodged yet another weather bullet.
I hope you are safe too.
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
After finally getting Bernice out into the world, I’ve tried to regroup and take care of a few things I’ve been putting off. Like getting Betty White (my car) serviced. Like finding a new dentist and doing a little volunteer work at the Headquarters House in Fayetteville (where I earn the bulk of my annual master gardener hours). Like working in my own garden that has been somewhat neglected as of late.
The weather is cool and invigorating right now, but gracious we can’t even buy a rain shower. Without a drop in over 30 days, I’m afraid our anticipated Ozark fall color will be brown and stunted instead of bright and brilliant.
Boo to that.Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Are you as excited as I am that September is here? I treasure the change of seasons, and yes I’m counting down to the first day of fall. Nineteen days!
I’m also counting down to Bernice Runs Away which launches on October 1. Twenty-seven days!
You know what Gracie Lee Eudora Abbott would do? She would make a construction paper chain to count down to both of these important dates.
Maybe I will too.
Honestly, I can’t believe my next book is almost here. Sometimes this writing and editing and publishing endeavor smothers me, feeling like such an impossible, exhausting thing, and then—💥—it all comes together as it should. Not without a little hair pulling and a lot of second guessing, mind you.
