Dear Farm Journal,
Amidst the clamor of midsummer madness, it’s imperative to carve out a corner in your calendar for restoration. These narrow nooks of time usually fall on a Sunday and almost always include a good book. This afternoon, I found a sanctuary of cool “fly-free” air in our bedroom. The fly population downstairs becomes quite bothersome this time of year, even with Rufus’s valiant efforts to eradicate their presence. I lay flat and wrap my mind around au courant thought, rejuvenating my body and brain for Monday.