ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Sunday was a glorious spring-like day. And all the plants went out to play.
Which plants?
The plants that have been hanging out in our garage, and on our kitchen countertops and windowsills. They’ve begun to look a little peaked as of late.
I took them to the back porch to get a bit of fresh air and sunshine. I swear, I heard them sigh as they spread fronds and unfurled leaves. Seriously, the whole day was like a daydream.Continue Reading
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all my Sunday Letter friends!
Don’t forget to wear green. In case you’ve forgotten, the reason for green is because mischievous leprechauns can’t see that particular color. If you aren’t wearing green, they’ll pinch you. There’s probably a more historical reason, but that’s the story we heard in elementary school back when kids could pinch each other and no one complained with more than a giggle or a whine and maybe a shove on the playground.Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter Readers,
It seems everyone in Arkansas has been traveling this past week to fabulous destinations for spring break or anniversary trips or just because they can. (Yay for that!) I have Facebook friends in Maui, Portugal, Paris, and all across the sandy Florida beaches. Thank you for sharing pictures and allowing me to daydream along with you.
I was on Spring Break, too. In my own city. And it was fabulous. As I said in my last Sunday Letter, I didn’t plan to leave Fayetteville. I reality, the farthest John and I traveled was the Botanical Gardens of the Ozarks, only 6.7 miles from our front door, where we spent two hours spring-cleaning the natives garden with fellow Arkansas Master Naturalists in-training.
It was the best sort of day.
