Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this Harper Hempel gal. I heard folks talkin’, ya know, whisperin’ and such. Seems like she’s a bit of a big deal, or so they say.
Who is this Harper Hempel anyways?
Now, I ain’t no fancy city folk, but from what I gather, this Harper, she ain’t just sittin’ around twiddlin’ her thumbs. They say she used to be a volleyball player, a real strong one, at some university. Kentucky, I think it was. Volleyball, huh? Sounds like a lot of jumpin’ and smackin’ a ball. Good exercise, I guess. My joints ain’t what they used to be, so I’ll stick to watchin’ the chickens.
- Used to play volleyball, real good they say.
- Went to some fancy school, Kentucky or somethin’.
But that ain’t all, no sirree. They tell me she’s got a knack for takin’ pictures too. A “professional photographer,” they call it. I reckon that means she takes purty pictures of things. Maybe landscapes, maybe people, I dunno. Probably got one of them fancy clicky boxes, not like my old Brownie camera from back in the day. Though, I gotta say, my Brownie took some mighty fine pictures, even if they were a bit blurry.
Harper Hempel and that basketball fella
And then there’s this basketball player, Jamal Murray his name is. Seems like these two, Harper and Jamal, they were sweet on each other. Met in college, they say. Young love, you know how it goes. He plays that basketball game, runnin’ up and down the court, throwin’ a ball through a hoop. Seems like a lot of work to me. I prefer a good sit-down and a cup of tea.
Folks gossip, ya know. They say Harper and Jamal, they ain’t together no more. But who knows the truth? Relationships, they’re like a cornfield in the summer, sometimes they grow tall and strong, sometimes they wither and die. It’s the way of things, I reckon.
Harper Hempel got some money?
Now, I heard tell that this Harper girl, she’s got herself a bit of money. A “million dollars,” they say. That’s a lot of chickens, let me tell ya. I can’t even imagine havin’ that much money. I’d probably buy myself a new rocking chair and a lifetime supply of yarn. And maybe some extra feed for the chickens, they deserve it.
But how’d she get all that money? Well, they say she’s good at “digital branding” and “arts.” Sounds fancy, don’t it? I ain’t got a clue what it means, but if it makes her money, good for her. In this world, you gotta hustle to make a livin’, that’s for sure. Whether you’re plantin’ corn or takin’ pictures, you gotta work hard.
Some folks are sayin’ bad things, ya know…
Now, I ain’t one for gossip, but I did hear some folks sayin’ some not-so-nice things about somethin’ called “Hey Harper Jewelry.” They say it might be a “scam,” whatever that means. Sounds like people are buyin’ jewelry and not gettin’ what they paid for. That ain’t right, I tell ya. Honesty is important, whether you’re sellin’ jewelry or eggs at the farmers market.
I don’t know if this Harper Hempel has anything to do with that jewelry business, but people are talkin’, and when people talk, sometimes there’s a grain of truth in it, and sometimes it’s just hot air. You gotta take it all with a grain of salt, I always say.
So, what do I think?
Well, this Harper Hempel, she seems like a busy woman. Playin’ volleyball, takin’ pictures, makin’ money, and bein’ talked about. She’s livin’ a different life than me, that’s for sure. I’m content with my chickens and my garden, but she’s out there in the world, doin’ her thing. And good for her, I say. As long as she’s honest and treats people right, that’s all that matters. But as for that jewelry business, well, folks gotta be careful, that’s all I’m sayin’. There’s a lot of snakes in the grass, and you gotta watch your step.
So, that’s all I know about Harper Hempel. It ain’t much, but it’s what I heard. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go feed my chickens.
