ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Greetings from the Bat Cave! I’m home on the farm this morning—just a quick trip, long enough to sleep in my bed and have lunch at the Wilson Cafe. If you are new to GGG and don’t know of this Bat Cave I mention, click HERE. If you aren’t from around the mid-South and haven’t experienced the Wilson Cafe, it’s worth a drive for the purple hull peas alone.
Greetings to my Sunday Letter friends,
I’ve had such a great week because I accomplished things. I think my productivity is 100% related to the fabulous weather we’ve been having. For me, the past week looked like this—6 hours of volunteer work toward my annual Master Gardener and Master Naturalist requirements, actually cooking a real dinner Friday night (baked ham, mashed potatoes, Brussel sprouts, and butternut squash), tweaking a few changes on my basically finished manuscript, working on a book proposal for said finished manuscript (which is like writing a freaking term paper!), and, Wait.For.It……
STARTING A NEW BOOK.
Whoa. You heard me right. I am excited enough to say it out loud, own it.
This past week, I had an idea for a new book, and I’ve been scribbling in my notebook as fast as my hand can go.
Seriously, there is nothing like being in the writing zone and seeing where the pen will lead me.
That’s all I’ll say about this.
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
I’m baaaack. Sorry I missed writing my letter last week. It was a crazy week (part of which is detailed below). This week brings the Great Pumpkin and Halloween and Milk Duds that I’ve already begun sneaking from the trick-or-treat stash. You know what all this means?
Santa Claus will come to town in fifty-eight days…
Yikes, y’all. Somewhere in the sock drawer of my mind it still seems like mid-summer to me.Continue Reading
