All I have left to say is…

Since you’ve last heard from me, I’ve entertained relatives from Arizona…my mother’s sister, her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. I’ve gotten poison ivy from climbing down a creek bank to pull out a big limb, and I have two black eyes from target practicing with my sister-in-law. (forgot about a little thing called recoil) My aunt and I went to Natchitoches to visit

our cousin Jackie and her husband Woodrow. We thoroughly enjoyed our time together. They drove us around town showing us four of the houses

that Mamaw and Papaw Simmons had lived in, and the two churches that Papaw had pastored. And, by the way, he had baptized Woodrow at one of them when Woodrow was nine.
Spring was at its peak that day in Natchtioches

with wisteria,


and azaleas in almost every yard.
And, amongst all that went on last week

Joel brought home two rabbits after

I had come home with five ducks.
All I have left to say is…ee-i-ee-i-o.