ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Since we last “talked”— Fayetteville received nearly seven inches of rain, and we had our first freeze/heavy frost. We saw a gorgeous Blue Moon, and, BOO, John and I skipped Halloween.
Now, we move on to Election Day week. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried. Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Did you remember to “fall back” last night? Once again, the clock high above our pantry door shows the correct time. Until March, anyway. Ha.
FYI, Hawaii and most of Arizona do not observe daylight saving time.
Something to note on this chilly November morning: Daylight Saving Time was never about the farmers. It was originally about saving energy during WWI. Today, I’m not sure what it’s about other than making our bodies feel out of sync. Crazy what one hour can do. Right?
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
This past week, I spent most of my time working on behind-the-scenes things associated with writing. (This means I don’t have much to show for my time…)
One thing that happened—I heard from the director of my play, Last Call at the Dairy Freeze. He said rehearsals are going well, and the cast is fantastic. Honestly, the idea that my play has a director and a cast astounds me. And to my friends who are planning to attend, you astound me too!
No idea what I’m talking about? Well, I wrote my first play, and it will be performed soon in Eureka Springs as part of Five & Dime Drama Collective’s Fall Performance Series. Click HERE for more details. Yes, I’ll probably be talking about this at least until it happens November 8-10, and maybe afterwards too.?Continue Reading
