ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear Sunday Letter friends~
Did you remember to spring forward this morning? It seems like a whole month has passed since my last Sunday Letter, but lo, it has only been one week (and an hour). And in that time, the neighborhood daffodils have exploded.
Yay for that.
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.
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Last week marked the one-year anniversary of when life shifted, thanks (no thanks) to Covid. For about two months, I marked the days on my chalkboard. When I realized normal would look different for a while, I stopped counting and starting adjusting. Sometimes, oftentimes, attitude adds much to circumstance, good or bad.
Looking back, I realize so much has changed . I wonder which changes are permanent? I wonder what I’ve learned, what I no longer need, what positive has come from this? When we come out on the other side, what habits and ideas and opinions will forever be changed?
A friend recently said, 2021 probably isn’t the year to donate clothing not worn last year. I’ve begun to wonder whether I need so much stuff to begin with. Continue Reading
