grace grits and gardening

ramblings from an arkansas farm girl

Dear March,

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Dear March,Dear March,

If I individually track the next thirty-one days, each is likely to feel different. Drizzle. Thunderstorms. Warm sunshine. Days of dreary cold and maybe even snow, weather to remind us we aren’t out of the winter woods yet. And your howling wind! Are you announcing yourself?

Or maybe the biting wind should be blamed on Ole Man Winter who won’t go without a fight.

Charles Dickens perfectly described you, March, as summer in the light, and winter in the shade. 

So true.

Dear March, I know you mark the beginning of spring. I begin to dream of flower beds and lake days and fresh vegetables from farmer’s market, even though I never got a single bowl of snow cream.

Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.

[tweetthis]Dear March, you are summer in the light and winter in the shade #CharlesDickens #welcomespring[/tweetthis]

Musical Pairing:
Fiona Apple, Everyday

I started writing monthly letters to each month last July. Did you miss any of them? Here they are…

Dear July

Dear JULY

Dear August,

Dear AUGUST

Dear October,

Dear OCTOBER

Dear January,

Dear JANUARY

Rainy Graduation Fun!

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It was a rainy graduation, one filled with family and fun, as our youngest graduated from the University of Arkansas. Time. That was the theme running through my head. What time is everyone getting into town? What time do we need to leave for Barnhill Arena? How long will it take to graduate 500 business students?

University of Arkansas - Class of 2015 Walton College of Business

How exactly did time fast forward? My son graduated kindergarten five minutes ago. And five minutes before that, he was born.

Tate - Razorback fan from way back

Future #Waltongrad

 

Graduation is one of those occasions that makes me stop and reflect in a life-flashing-by-sort-of-way. The music gets to me. The caps and gowns and formality of it all. I remember my high school graduation. Waiting to hear my name called. Waiting to move that tassel from one side of the cap to the other. Waiting for my time. Stepping across the stage to the beginning of something new and exciting.

And then thirty-five years later, my baby has graduated from college. I’m thankful for every second it took to get to this point. I’m grateful for my own parents who instilled an educational mindset in me. We are blessed to live where we live, to have choices, and the means to succeed. So many don’t.

And hard work. Hard work is key.

Tate with friends

Happy Graduation to all those walking the big walk this month!

rainy graduation day

Daughter Kelsey (University of Texas School of Law J.D. Candidate Class of 2016) & Niece Taylor (Future Razorback Class of 2022)

 

Today the sun is shining, and the future is bright.

Grace Grits and Gardening

Farm. Food. Garden. Life.

[tweetthis]I’m thinking back on our rainy #graduation weekend. #Thankful. So very thankful. #Waltongrad #UARK15 @UArkansas[/tweetthis]

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…” ― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You’ll Go!

Musical Pairing:

Seals & Crofts – We May Never Pass this Way Again (My graduation song in 1980…)

 

Food. Farm. Garden. Life.

THANKS FOR READING!