grace grits and gardening

ramblings from an arkansas farm girl

the Halloween Garden

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The Halloween Garden

Halloween is one of my favorite times of year. I love the nostalgia of it and dressing in a costume. Halloween provides the perfect excuse to eat a handful of sugary candy I don’t otherwise eat. My silver service on the sideboard looks appropriately dark and moody in its currently tarnished state. Even the yard gets in on the spirit of the season, which brings me to the Halloween garden. Maybe it’s simply my perspective come October, but flowers and plants take on a heavy, sleepy, Halloween-ish air to me. And it all happens naturally. Without the gardener doing anything.

Other than noticing.

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The Cobblestone Project: Fights Hunger + Educates

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COBBLESTONE PROJECT

This post is sponsored by The Cobblestone Project. Opinions are my own.

The Cobblestone Project, a local non-profit organization, is on a mission to fight hunger in Northwest Arkansas. We can help!

Hunger in Northwest Arkansas. Hunger in America.

As I think about the past weekend my husband and I spent with friends—a weekend filled with too much food!—it’s difficult for me to imagine not having enough to eat. But in Northwest Arkansas, one in four families is considered food insecure. This means a significant number of families in our own community struggle to put nutritious food on the table day in and day out.Continue Reading

Sunday Drive: Goshen Cemetery

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Goshen Cemetery

On Sunday, John and I did a little exploring in Goshen Cemetery. Goshen (only a few miles from Fayetteville) was originally settled as a Methodist encampment around the Civil War days. So yes, the cemetery is historical with headstones dating back to the 1800s.

Walk beneath the primitive sign into a million untold stories. Old cemeteries provide history, art, and nature. They are often park-like with mature trees and gorgeous vistas. Each epitaph is attached to a soul who had dreams, secrets, fears.

Carl B Swift

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