ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Good morning and happy Sunday. As we head into the middle of October, the temperatures in northwest Arkansas have finally dropped—it was 39 this morning! The asters are in full bloom. And, the Ozark hills and hollows are slowly coming alive with fall color.
I LOVE this time of year, this time before the holidays, before winter sets in and I begin to crave sunshine and watermelon again. Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
September is here, and I’m glad about it. I look forward to harvest time on the farm, the promise of cooler temperatures and turning leaves, twisty-stemmed pumpkins, and, yay, college football. With my favorite holidays waiting on the horizon so close we begin to count down—oh yeah, I’m a happy camper.
Of course, we still have a few days of summer left, but once school starts back it’s as though a switch flips in my mind. My focus turns from vacation and roasted marshmallows to tailgates and chili.
And even during a week of 90° temperatures, there’s already a touch of fall in the air.Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
The week went by fast for me and other than attending two book clubs, I don’t have much to show for myself. Well, I cleaned a whole bunch of caterpillar frass from my butterfly hotels and fed my guests lots of milkweed. What else? I’m not sure.
Our son was here this weekend, and it’s always so wonderful to see him. But now he’s gone again and here we are. Ma and Pa home alone. Ha.
Honestly, I’ve been a bit unmotivated here in the dog days of summer. I’m ready for fall yet not ready for short days. In a word, I suppose I’m restless.
How about you?Continue Reading
