ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Hey, hey Sunday Letter friends~
Did you think I had abandoned my Sunday Letters altogether? Oh, no. I have been stretched a little thin though, unable to do all the things I want to do. And my Sunday Letters have taken a back seat to activities related to Bernice Runs Away.
Everything has a season—that’s the truth. And I’m grateful for this busy book season. In the words of Annie Lennox, sweet dreams are made of this…
I’ve already been outside this morning in the rain killing milkweed bugs. A gardener does what a gardener has to do.
I swear the summer days keep swooshing by and before I know it another week has come and gone and I have nothing written for my Sunday Letter. So I scramble a few thoughts together, all the while wondering if this might be my last letter for awhile. And then I do the same thing the next week. And I suppose I will continue this word scramble until I don’t.
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