ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Sunday was a glorious spring-like day. And all the plants went out to play.
Which plants?
The plants that have been hanging out in our garage, and on our kitchen countertops and windowsills. They’ve begun to look a little peaked as of late.
I took them to the back porch to get a bit of fresh air and sunshine. I swear, I heard them sigh as they spread fronds and unfurled leaves. Seriously, the whole day was like a daydream.Continue Reading
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
This Sunday Letter has a bit of a reptilian theme. Yes, the topics are a little out there. Where else can you read about Frog and Toad, Godzilla, and Chicken Piccata in the same place? Nowhere. I googled it.
This, of course, begs the question, “What do Godzilla and Frog and Toad eat? Chicken Piccata?” Ha. Not to my knowledge. There’s some talk on the interwebs that Godzilla once ate a Fiat, but the truth is, he spit it out. Godzilla feeds off radiation. Not Italian cars or Italian food.
And Frog and Toad? Well, any true fan knows these friends eat cookies.
Here we go.
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Happy first Sunday Letter of 2020! So far this year, I’ve been super busy. If you read yesterday’s Grace Grits Newsletter, you probably know why. If you aren’t a subscriber, you can sign up HERE.
Forgive me for such a short letter. I was super excited about typing the first one with 20 in the date. The truth is, when you spend all your days hunkered over your MacBook, there isn’t much to report. You may get to the end and think she should have skipped this one altogether…Continue Reading
