Author Archives: Rebekah Teal

I.LOVE.SNOW.

My DEEP feelings for SNOW go way back. In fact, I don’t remember ever NOT being enamored with Snow. I’ve loved Snow forever.

Of course, growing up in Georgia, and living there most of my life, I didn’t KNOW Snow personally, but I fell in love any way. I suspect it is kinda like online dating? We have never met in person until I moved to this farm, but I loved SNOW before we met.

However.

Life on a mountain farm in “real” snow is way different than life in a house in Metro-Atlanta with a few flurries.

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What do you think about the winter so far, Mr. Mustache Cat?

Yeah, me too. Wet and warm. Feels like summer to me!

I’d build a fire inside but it is too warm. So I’m sitting out beside a bonfire I’ve been trying to start for an hour. Where there is smoke there is fire? Not so here. So far, all I’ve got is smoke. I’m here to have quiet so I can “find” my theme for the new year and contemplate the 3 things I always like to think about when one year becomes another. I hear chickens squawking and glance over at the chicken house and run. The Mustache Cat, the feral cat, the one who now lives in my house and yard and is no longer wild, is up on top of the chicken house. I think I saw him licking his lips. I will be right back…

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Driving yourself crazy to have the “perfect” Christmas?

Why?

Just. Well. Stop.

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What is that old saying about work and play? oh yeah, now I remember. “All work and no play makes Rebekah a very dull Farmgirl.”

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THE WINNER IS “ROBIN IN NJ”! Congratulations, Robin! Email me ASAP at rebekah@maryjanesfarm.com with your address for your subscription! woohoo!

It is time for another “Ask Me Anything” post. I’ve gotten some great questions so far.

Okay, okay. I know, everybody wants to hear about the Give-Away first. So here goes.

I’m giving away a year’s subscription to the best magazine on the stands. maryjanesfarm Magazine! 

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There is one way and one way only to camp-out.

For real.

Here it is:

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 “Well, the sun’s not so hot in the sky today. 

I can feel summertime slipping away.

A few more geese are gone,

A few more leaves turning red.

From “September Grass” James Taylor

I can feel it.

Ever so slightly. But I can just feel it. Barely. But there.

Autumn.

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Farmlife has provided me with more opportunities to think about things. I spend a considerable amount of time using the muscles in my arms or legs, rather than my head. That leaves my head muscle “available.” Available to ponder and contemplate and think things through. Like, when I shovel the manure out of the barn-thinking time! Or when I drive the tractor through the hayfield-thinking time! Or when I weed-eat-thinking time! If you’ve hung out with me for any period of time here, you know that PEACE is one of my quests. For me, for the tiny corner of my world, and for the whole world.

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I’m wondering about YOUR best three dollar purchase? A cup of coffee can cost $3 these days, you know. So, what’s YOURS? What is your most favorite thing you’ve gotten for three hundred pennies?

Who, me? Well, the other day I’m at a thrift store.

And I see something that I simply must have.

“How much is IT?”

“Three bucks,” the clerk answered.

“Sold!”

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It is summertime, you know. A brand new summer just began June 21st. Yay, baby summer! Yay Baby, summer!

“Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”

Henry James

Henry James was not a farmer. (Was he? No, I don’t think so.)

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