ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Tomorrow is July. Can you believe it?
Today my niece and nephew turn 19. I can’t believe that either.
I woke with a horrible headache this morning, probably because time is flying so quickly my brain is spinning inside my skull. Hopefully not, but that’s how it feels.
I’m drinking coffee and trying to ignore it because I have lots going on today.
Today I’m sending a Sunday Postcard instead of a letter. I just got home from a week at the lake, and I’m not organized enough to write a letter. Still, I wanted to say hi.
Postcards are a fun way to send greetings, a small slice of travel delivered to someone’s mailbox.
When I was a kid, I loved to send postcards to friends when I was away on summer vacation. Or I sent them back home to my parents and little sister from camp.
Did you?
There wasn’t much room on the card to write all my exciting travel news, but I always ended with wish you were here.
Even when I didn’t.
Who wanted their parents tagging along to cheerleader camp?
Not me.
Another thing about the postcard…usually I arrived home before my postcard.
Sorry I cheated this week.
Longer letter later!
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Musical Pairing:
Brett Young, Sunday of the Lake
I woke early, drank my coffee on the porch, and watched the sun begin to glide over the trees. I ate a handful of blueberries and wrote nonsense in my journal. Nonsense with a common theme—summer essentials. Things essential to my summer, either by necessity or joy.
Today is the first day of summer, y’all. So it’s the perfect time to discuss.
Whatyouwannabet many of our summer necessities overlap?
At the top of my list, I wrote a few days at the Lake. Arkansas is blessed with stunning lakes. I claim Lake Norfork, and it claims me. I’ve been coming here since I was a baby.
Something I realized while sitting on the porch and drinking my coffee and writing nonsense…When I’m able to enjoy a few days of lake time, all my other summer essentials magically fall into place.Continue Reading
