It’s a gray day here on the farm, and the soft patter of a gentle rain is the only sound to be heard. Well, wait – that’s not exactly true. If I listen closely, I’m sure I’ll hear the contented yawning of sleepy cats, as well as the snoozing of a dog who has wiggled her way beneath a cozy blanket. It just seems that April days like these are made for napping.
Your photos are gorgeous as always, but the two of the skies are just incredibly stunning! (And I’m pretty enamored with the one of chickens too.) I love hearing Mae’s story and so glad she found a good home. You are making me want my own Mae!! I love the extra room for cooling and the pull-out drawers. And double ovens are the icing on the cake! It certainly makes it easier to bake at different temperatures at the same time (I assume you can control each oven separately). I assume also it is gas??? Your baked goods look amazing – tell Mae she did well. And thanks for the cake recipe. I’d seen that somewhere else and thought it sounded good but it was way too much cake for just me. But now I’m thinking I could make a 1/3rd recipe and just have a single layer… Hmmmm…
What a fabulous story! Isn’t it wonderful to know that Mae was waiting for you right down the road? Wishes do come true! Glad you found each other. Happy cooking!
Hi Mary, I LOVE Mae! How adorable! Vintage appliances are workhorses, and at the same time, charming! If I did not have a wall oven and cooktop, I would want a vintage stove and oven! (I have a vintage stove, from 1922, but it is a display piece only). We do have a 1940’s refrigerator in the basement – runs beautifully and keeps perfect temperature! As for naming your stove Mae, I love it! Her name fits her! Happy Spring! Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole, Suburban Farmgirl
Oh March, you are certainly true to your nickname as the “Lion and Lamb” month! Just when I feel like winter’s sleet, hail, and bitter winds are here to stay, all of a sudden I find there is just the smallest hint of a warm breeze. Soon, I’m tempted to have the screen door open and to hang sheets on the clothesline. For me, March always seems to be a turning point…Spring is coming!
Beautiful words this morning, beautiful post, every word, every photo. So moved by it, I read it a second time, closely. Thank you for a poetic start to my day.
Hi Mary,
What a lovely name…my Mother’s name is Mary! Thank you for your interesting blogs! This article really makes me want to get outside and find my own signs of Spring. I also love that you’re from Ohio! I was born and raised in Ohio and will never leave!
I was wondering if you made the loaves of bread in your blog picture? They look delicious! If you did make them, would you be interested in sharing the recipes for them? I love to cook and bake, especially bread.
Thank you and Happy Spring!
Hi Eileen – greetings to a fellow Buckeye Farmgirl! Awww, thank you – that’s so nice of you to say. It’s funny, whenever I have to give my name somewhere, I’m usually met with, “Mary Marie??” What’s a girl to do?! Yes, I made the bread in the photo, and absolutely, I’ll share the recipes in a future post, they’re really not hard at all. Happy Spring to you as well, we’re finally getting some warm, Ohio weather, Spring is on her way!
Your post has me yearning for our own first glimpses of spring. Unfortunately, despite the unseasonably warm(er) temps predicted for this week here, there’s still a lot more winter ahead for us (as last week’s awful storm reminded us). March tends to be our snowiest month and, believe it or not, some of our heaviest snowfalls have come in April…and hard freezes can still be expected into May. But I am comforted by the thought that no spring will miss its turn…and, heaven knows, I have enough catching up on things before a new season opens. ~Robin~
Hi Robin, always so glad to see you! Wow, I can’t imagine March and April as the snowiest months…but then, you’re much farther north than I am. I never plant until at least mid-May when the possibility of frost is usually over, then it’s time for the heat and humidity that always does me in! You’re so right…there’s still plenty of time for us to tackle whatever needs doing indoors, but be sure to take care of you…it’s a time for us to unwind as well as Mother Nature.
I found my reverie when I retired at age 66, and discoveted the passion of baking. But we are a 2-person household, and hubby is diabetic. I shouldn’t be baking … for US. I choose instead to bake for OTHERS. I collect recipes that catch my eye, and bake them to give them away … to neighbors, to friends who invite us for a visit, to attendees of small town meeting I attend, to the customers of my friend’s monthly vintage sale, to our volunteer fire fighters and first responders, to our City staff who work so hard to better our community, to anyone I feel needs a home-baked treat. And I do my baking first thing in the morning (while hubby is still sleeping) in the quiet of the house, in my own domain, and savor my first cup of morning coffee while my creation is in the oven. This is my favorite reverie.
Hi Annette – sharing your baked goodies is so wonderful! It’s one of those sweet ways to care for those around you and in your community – I just know it’s so appreciated. I’ll be sure to put your name in the hat when I choose for the giveaway on my Little Heathens post…thanks so much!
I truly enjoyed your March Blog Mary, just so refreshing. I do not own a farm but always wished I did. So at almost 70 years old I live vicariously through my Farmsisters and the stories they share of their farm life. But, I smiled through your entire blog as I could tell you truly love your life, as all my FarmSisters Farmers do.
Thank you for being a bright spot in my day. I wait anxiously for Spring as you do.
Debbie, never stop chasing your dreams – you’re only 70-years young! A few happy hens are an oh-so easy way to have a little farm of your own – they practically take care of themselves. I truly appreciate your sweet comments – I’m glad you smiled, even when finding that little critter hiding at the end! Stop back again, always good to “meet” a new farmgirl friend!
It’s been just hours since the last freeze, but as I ride around today I am seeing trees & shrubs in full bloom. It is uplifting to know that Spring is just a whisper away & with it will come the beauty & wholesomeness of the Spring & Summer seasons. I anxiously await the days when I can plant my bean & okra seeds & about six different varieties of tomato plants. I love the beautiful blossoms of the beans & okras & I love watching the bees, lady bugs, praying mantis, & hummingbirds that come to visit the maturing plants. Your magazine enhances all my feelings of anticipation.
Hi Barbara, it’s it amazing how quickly the seasons can change? You’re so right…we had hail, sleet, and freezing rain, then in a few days it all changed to sun, birdsong, and warm breezes! We’ll be planting our gardens soon, ahhh, for me, there’s nothing like a tomato, warm from the garden. It sounds like you’ll be busy digging in the dirt as well…isn’t it wonderful? Happy Spring to you!
My reverie is curling up in a quilt my grandma made, with a good book by my favorite author {Kathleen Shoop} and a cup of ginger peach tea. Enjoying the quietness of my surroundings and imagining I’m in the book
Hi Opal, I will certainly put your name in for the book giveaway over at the Little Heathens post! Having a quilt made by your grandmother is such a dear treasure…how lucky you are to curl up in it; almost like a hug from her. Thanks so much for sharing your reverie.
My reverie is when I am stressed out “I just think back to the simple days as a child/young woman living on farm in Central Texas.” I was born in 1942. I remember walking or running bare foot in the pastures while drinking in the colors and fresh scents of Nature. The gathering of eggs & watching my Dad milk the cow. The garden with fresh vegetables to can & pickle. Going with parents to “feed store” to pick out chicken feed print sacks to make a dress from. I sit quietly with eyes closed and picture & smell those wonderful days and can feel my mind & body completely relax. What a blessing from GOD.
Posted on February 20, 2025 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
Hi Farmgirls!
In the Apr/May 2025 issue of MaryJanesFarm, “Spring Forward” (on newsstands March 18), we led you here for a chance to win one of three copies of Mildred Kalish’s book, Little Heathens. To enter our giveaway, just answer the question, “What is your reverie?” (as described in Mildred’s book). Then stay tuned; I’ll toss your name into a hat and draw three lucky winners on July 1.
Filled with ideas that are clever, inspiring, and both old-fashioned & new-fangled, paired with the prettiest photography and writing from the heart, it’s a magazine like no other.
Enjoy these February days, and see you shortly with more “tails” from the farm, Mary
My reverie – or lost in my pleasant thoughts – is in my garden and flower beds. Ahhh…I’m dreaming of the soon to come color and smells of spring (as we wait for a atmospheric river this weekend!).
My reverie is my rose arbor overflowing with roses and my garden and orchard abundant with fruit and vegetables. At my grandparents house I bought several years ago and I am trying to restore the property to the beauty it was in my youth. Waiting for spring to get outside and work the earth and watch everything grow.
Hi Jerry, I love a garden-fresh tomato! If you like cherry ones, I’d recommend a type named Black Cherry. They produce oodles of bite-size tomatoes and they even came back as volunteers in my garden last summer!
My reverie is remembering working beside my dad as a child pruning “moms” pink roses. As soon as I had my first home, I began raising roses. Today there are several roses I love to tend in my small yard, and I can’t wait until they bloom this year.
Oh…my…. one of the most difficult questions I’ve been asked to answer as I have many reveries…stitching, hooking, gardening, reading, etc. etc. Perhaps, however, one of my very favorites is wandering an antique store…letting my mind drift to who might have used the things I hold in my hands and what their lives were like…or pouring over the old, old, books only too realize far too much time has passed. That’s my answer (for now)…and I’m sticking to it. LOL. “Little Heathens” looks irresistible! ~Robin~
Robin, kindred spirits indeed! I love wandering antique stores and wishing those old items could talk. Last summer I found a slightly chipped yellowware mixing bowl that needed a home. When I got to the counter the saleslady asked me if I was really going to use it…absolutely! I’ll be gentle with it, but stirring up batter in it reminds me of the lovely ladies who used it before me.
I just recently retired and I am enjoying doing whenevernI want whenever I want. So far I have crocheted a scarf and a sweater. With warming temperatures preparing garden beds is next, then who knows….
Recently retired, my reverie is spending time on my 45 acre farm. After working since I was 17(I’m 65 now) I am going back in time and re-enjoying the sounds associated with this piece of earth that has been in my family since 1938. Peeper frogs singing in the evening, bird songs, cows moo-ing etc. Working didn’t allow me to stop long enough to hear, even tho I listened. Those sounds were ingrained in me from my youth but overshadowed by the hustle and bustle of being in the work force.
Daleene, how lucky you are to have a family farm from 87 years ago, it sounds like you’re are loving every minute there! And it’s true, the seasons of our lives change and those busy years make it difficult to “stop and smell the roses”, but it sounds like you’re absolutely doing that now!
My reverie is reading and just holding books in my hands. I love the smell of old books and how beautiful they look as some of the many decorations in my home!
I so agree Cheryl, I found a tiny book in a little shop a couple of weeks ago, and it just called my name. It’s only 4×7 (I’ll need some spectacles for this one!) but holding a century old book in my hands is just amazing.
My reverie is genealogy research and the compilation of Family Group Sheets. I can spend hours searching the children, grandchildren, and greats right on down the line of my family surname Patriarchs and my Matriarchs. As I research, I review what was happening in their lives personally and in their communities, state, and the country. Family lore is incorporated, along with occupations, military service, and leadership roles. The joy I feel as I make connections makes me realize I am connecting spirit to spirit.
Judy, I work on my family history as well…it can be so fascinating! You are doing such a wonderful work to preserve those precious memories for future generations. I have to admit, I’ve hit some stumbling blocks, which make following the line difficult, but I keep hoping to get past them!
I love doing appliqué on wool in the Montana Winters while I reverie about have a small heard of goats one day. They will all have names and each will wear a bell.
My reverie is putting a G2/07 pen to college-lined loose leaf note paper folded in half and just get into writing away! My current subjects are about my growing up years in my hometown, Philadelphia PA. Not exactly country by looking back on my childhood is my reverie. I hope to leave my writings to my kids and grandkids.
My reverie is pretending to read while I sit on my porch swing, while I’m actually listening to my kids run untamed in our creek. They are having the kind of wild, muddy, green childhood that I’d always wanted and I love to sit an imagine that I’m little with them.
I couldn’t agree more, Jennifer…the laughter of children has always been one of my very favorite sounds. And with room for them to run and explore…the best!
My reverie is preparing my great grandparents’ farm house every September for the fall festival — Greenridge Steam and Gas Antique Show — held on the farmstead. In the house we teach how to make pioneer dolls. We have ladies demonstrating quilting and weaving. There is an apron show and a doll show. In addition there are quilts displayed throughout. The farm located in Iowa between Irwin and Kirkman gets many visitors from all over. Join us this year September 20-21.
My reverie is sitting outside on the porch, with a hot cup of coffee. Listening to the breeze blowing through the trees, the birds waking up and singing their calling tweets to each other. Smelling the crisp freshness of the air mingled with my coffee and watching the tinted clouds from the sunrise floating leisurely in the sky. Wishing I could stay in that moment forever.
My reverie is to watch how the birds behave while feeding outside my deck. Their colors. The radiance of their feathers. How they take turns or almost bump onto each other in the air while trying to get to the feeder. How they are all scared of the Blue Jays. I can spend a lot of time lost in my observations of these wonderful, flying animals.
Many of my reveries revolve around the farms belonging to my family, one of which we have farmed 150 years. I wish I knew more about my ancestors, particularly the women. What were their favorite recipes? How much help did they have feeding the farm hands? Did they have time and energy to pursue their own interests?
This time of year I remember the farm belonging to another branch of the family, and my great-grandmother’s snowdrop bed. I wonder how many years the snowdrops had been spreading in this large bed. As a child I would pick a handful and put them in a small vase on her kitchen windowsill. Now wherever I live I plant snowdrop bulbs.
You think like I do, Jeanne – I wonder so much about how they filled their days, and wouldn’t it be amazing to have a handed down recipe book? Snowdrops are so beautiful – oh my, she must have loved your sweet bouquet!
My reverie is snuggled up in my hammock swing surrounded by flowers with the sun beaming from behind bright white clouds listening to the sounds of the ocean.
While I don’t have an ocean near me, I really think that a gently swinging hammock and the sound of the water would be so relaxing – it would have me sleeping in no time!
What a terrific talent, Shelly – to be able to make music! You made me smile – one of my favorite quotes is by Jessamyn West: “No human would enjoy my singing, only maybe an old house that can’t be choosy.” That rings true for me, but I’m certain not for you…what a delightful way to welcome Spring!
My reverie is the simple things of life. Hanging laundry outside, prayer walks, working in our yard – gardening, reading wholesome literature, learning about naturopathic medicine/remedies. My spirit is renewed each time I create/craft something old into something usable. Simple sewing projects. Little Heathens was a wonderful read. I try to live by the “waste not want not” adage Millie states in her book.
My reverie is paper crafting! But now that I have a 7-week old puppy(a mini dash hound)it seems like I’m back in the days of my new-born babies. All those sharp little teeth and the playfulness is keeping me busy. It’s all wrapped up in love,, though. The paper crafting will be back…gotta go for some patience-building potty time!
Posted on February 6, 2025 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
Our most recent visit from Old Man Winter arrived so swiftly, that in no time at all every surface was snow-covered. As each snowflake fell, it swirled in a twisting motion that made seeing anything nearly impossible…the chicken coop, barns, and milk house soon disappeared. To be honest though, the clusters of ice crystals were so beautiful, it was impossible to wish them away. Soon I was outdoors snapping some photos…each one almost looking as if it had been painted with watercolors.
Awww Joan – that’s the nicest thing to say – thank you for brightening up my Thursday morning! February here has been a roller coaster for sure…last night’s weather was crazy with an ice storm AND thunder – what a combination! You’re always welcome to share ideas you have, too – that’s the great thing- we can all learn together!
Than you for your blog. This morning we woke up to 32 deg after lite snow fluttering yesterday. Your barn photo was so pretty and made me want to paint a water color today with pretty colorful snowflakes. I love your poetic description and inspirational blogs.
You made my day!
Hi Gayle – oh this is the perfect time for painting! I used to watercolor as well but, it’s been ages. Hmmm maybe I need to dust off my brushes! Thank you for the kind words – I spotted the barn on my way home and thought it was just lovely (nothing like rolling down the car window in a blinding snowstorm to take a photo!) Enjoy painting – what a wonderful way to spend a snowy day.
Hi Mary. I enjoy your “visits” very much. I’m in Springfield, near to Dayton, and we had fog and nippy ice crystals all over. The wild birds are eating berries and look so festive against the scenery here. Can’t wait for springtime to come. We have farms around our home area and I enjoy seeing the work change with the seasons. Found a new source of Honey and it is so heavy with a floral taste! My husband made Mead and we are waiting to see how it came out. I love your photos and ideas.
Hi Ellen – oooh I hear Springfield has some of the best antique shops! Your weather has been like ours then, although I’m farther North, we had a Level 2 weather emergency last night, but are down to Level 1 this morning. You’re right – it is so nice to see the change of seasons in the country – and local honey – yay, it always tastes the best! Thanks for taking the time to stop by – keep warm!
Hi Dori – thanks for swinging by…I’ll have to tell the story of Maizy – maybe next post! You would be a ball in the chapter – virtual maybe?! Take care and keep warm!
Such a spirit lifter are the winter blog notes!! Maine has been COLD and WINDY this winter. We are getting ready for the first of 2 skijor competitions. My daughter is the rider and my granddaughter and I are the cheering section. Cold but fun with lots of hot chocolate and cookies!! Keep the cheer coming!!
Welcome Sherri! Wow skijor- that’s a white-knuckle competition! What’s pulling your daughter: horse, dog, snowmobile?? What a heart-thumping, exciting way to spend February. I’m with you, I would definitely be on the sidelines cheering with hot chocolate and cookies, but I would love to see it – let me know how she does!
Hi Mary, I just love reading your blogs. I happened to be reading one in December while with our kids and grandkids in Durham for a cirque soleil show. My 15 year old grandson asked what I was doing and when I told him he was really surprised that I knew what a blog was. I just finished a hooked rug I’ve been working on for awhile called guinea fowl. Is really whimsical unlike any of my other rugs which are primitive. I grew up in the western foothills of Maine and can relate to the winters. I currently live in the western part of North Carolina and so enjoy our mountains. I look forward to next months read.
Maureen, thank you for your kind words. I’m so glad you’re enjoying the blog and I appreciate you taking the time to leave me a note! It seems like so many ladies are rug hooking these days – and the designs are just so beautiful. Too pretty to walk on! Oh Maine would be lovely in winter, but I can see why you enjoy the NC mountains, too. Each part of the country has its own special beauty.
Thank you so much Mary I really enjoyed this month’s blog too. So much wonderful information. And all your hearts are little cuties!
Happy Sweetheart Day.
Hi there Debbie, so glad you like the hearts, super-simple to make! I’m happy you stopped by to say hello, and that you enjoyed this month’s post…hope you’re keeping warm where you are, this winter has been a doozy as they say!
Hi Nicole – thanks! The garland is so easy to make – and I’m all for a “no-sew”‘ craft – sewing is not my strong point. Hope you’re warm, too – I really do love the snow, but single digit temps have their own challenges!
Slipping into winter has been gradual…there have been days teasing Spring with temperatures nearly 60° F, only to wake up and find mornings of 7° F with a wind that was breathtakingly cold.
Today I’m greeted by a wisp of chilly wind and an icy cold rain, as well as the sound of chain saws in the distance. A few nights ago I heard that unmistakable sound…have you ever heard it? The deep, echoing, “crack” that a limb makes as it breaks free from a tree. The wind gusts were strong enough to send a cascade of limbs to the ground from an old maple tree, reminding me that it’s January, and snow and ice storms will be coming my way.
Beautifully written, and excellent advice. Thank you. My goal simply is to have each year be better in some way than the one before – in spite of my advancing age!
Thank you Dan – what a great idea that each year should simply be better than the one before! And with “advancing age” certainly comes wisdom…your short & to the point goal is one we can all learn from, thanks for sharing!
Last year I made a PACT with myself, hoping to meet each of four goals each day. The four bullet points are easily a part of everyday life, but I found that I was missing important and fulfilling pieces of my life if I did not mindfully hit each point. When I could mark a letter on my calendar (or in a journal) for each bullet point, the day was a success, regardless of any chaos or physical setbacks. I didn’t hit all four each day, but after a year of focusing on the PACT points, I got much better at it. I think 2025 will have 365 days of success! My PACT goals:
P – Productive (could be anything…cleaning, gardening, bill paying, caregiving)
A – Active (could be walking, stretching my achy 70-yr-old body, even vacuuming)
C – Creative (needlework, crafts, repurposing old stuff, creatively organizing something)
T – Touch (touch base…call/write/meet up with friends, family, community groups)
Lori, this is a terrific plan for the new year and I think something we all can do! Thank you so much for jotting it all down for us…and putting a mark on the calendar or in a journal really does help. I’m a list-maker/calendar marker and your idea is one that’s just perfect for me…it let’s me see my progress (or lack of so I can pick up the pace before the day is over!) And I really appreciate that each letter can be “anything” that fits…that’s such a good idea, than’s for inspiring us to make a PACT!
Such a well written post and amazing advice. I will certainly be doing part of your pact goals as well. I need to be more productive, and I need to be more active. I want to finish some scrapbooks, and I want to clean some more of my craft supplies up. Keeping in touch with friends has always been a part of my plans for the new year.
Good morning Carol, thanks for stopping by…it sounds like you’re ready to jump in! I agree with so many of your plans…scrapbooks are falling behind here and keeping up with friends needs to happen more. Thanks for the gentle reminder – it keeps me on the right track!
Mary! I love all your tips and advice! I love to make lists… I’m one of those people that write things down to check them off! HaHa! So I love the thought of breaking things down to manageable (and more boxes to check on my list! ha ha!). AND I love your photos!
Hi Dori – oh yes, list-making can be addictive for me, it absolutely have to do it to keep myself on track! And you’re so right, checking things off makes me smile…but I’m also guilty of moving thing to the next day! Glad you like the photos…it’s a very frosty day here today -1, brrr! Keep warm and take care, Mary
Another lovely post, Mary. Although I don’t often make resolutions, I like the idea of intentions. And I especially like the thought of chasing my dreams. Xx
Awww, thanks Jules, so glad you think so. What a wonderful way of thinking of the new year…Intentions. That’s a great plan and it feels like less pressure and added stress. You’re right on track…and inspiring me, you are the one I was writing about when I said I needed to get out and explore more…thank you!
I have never been one to make new year resolutions but I do like your perspectives – especially the one about giving ourselves grace. Sometimes I feel as though I am in the never-never land of either not giving myself enough grace and giving myself too much grace, if that makes sense. Living by oneself lifts the yolk of expectation and that can be a slippery slope. I love that you plan on learning to spin and play the violin. I took violin lessons for a brief time as a child. It is still something I wish I could have stuck with and I often wonder what happened with my grandfather’s old fiddle that I used. ~Robin~
Hi Robin, hope all is warm & cozy in Nod! And yes, giving ourselves Grace can be difficult, at least for me. I have that endless list in front of me, and you know what, I do move somethings to tomorrow’s list…who needs all that stress? I don’t think you can give yourself too much Grace…you know YOU best…what works for you, how you’re feeling a particular day, what is happening around you. Oh violin lessons…yay, another kindred spirit (so jealous, this learning at an “older” age is not easy.) Maybe you can connect with family and find that old fiddle…wouldn’t that be amazing?! Keep me posted, and keep warm!
Posted on December 24, 2024 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
Christmas Eve…here we are deep in December. The night is comforting with a crackling fire, whispers of secret surprises, and the gentle melodies of familiar Christmas carols. There is laughter while watching favorite movies, ooey-gooey s’mores made in the kitchen fireplace, and yes, even a patient and understanding dog wearing holiday pajamas!
Oh you’re more than welcome, thank you for stopping by on your Christmas Eve…I hope you had a lovely Christmas, and now, on to a new year! Have a happy, happy 2025!
Thanks for this beautiful message to us. Your tree sounds like mine…full of precious memories. When our 8 grandchildren were little, every year I had a tree decorating party when they would all come and put on the ornaments. We listened to Christmas music and had hot cocoa and candy cane cookies after as they sat and admired their work. Again, it was perfectly imperfect. Most of them are all grown up by now, but my 9th and last granddaughter and I keep up the tradition. Merry Christmas!
Hi Deanna! I think our memory-filled trees are the best! I just love looking at each ornament, I’m betting just like you, it takes me back to something or someone that’s dear to me. So glad you keep up the tradition…those are just the absolute best and sweetest ways to spend time, Happy New Year!
Thank you for such an uplifting read. I particularly needed it because this is my first Christmas without my husband. He passed away in April, and it’s been a difficult time since then, especially now!
Hope you and yours have a wonderful Christmas and New Year!
Thanks for taking the time to visit on Christmas Eve, Kathy. Sending my heartfelt wishes to you…I’m sure this season will have it’s share of bittersweet moments. I hope you find time for quiet reflection and also time with family and friends to help ease into a new year. May it be filled with blessings for you. Mary
What a beautiful post. The quote from The Great Gildersleeve is perfect, especially in these times. I plan to share it, with a link back to this post. Many wishes for a peaceful Christmas and New Year!
Oh thank you Laurie for sharing the quote…I really do think, even 80 years later, it’s still perfect for our day. Sending you wishes for a happy and peaceful 2025!
As a long-time lover of old-time radio prorams (our dad was the one who shared so many of these with us) I love your quote from the Great Guildersleeve. I can just hear him now.
Merry Christmas to you and yours from western Oregon.
Love,
Beth
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Yay, another radio fan! I have my favorites, and can definitely get lost in those timeless episodes. I usually put on my headphones when it’s cleaning time…chasing dust bunnies is just so much easier with Fibber McGee or Our Miss Brooks! Hope all is well in Oregon, Happy New Year!
Merry Christmas dear Mary. Thank you so very much for the gift of this beautiful post. The quote from Harold Peary is timelessly wonderful. I will keep a copy of this and hope to revisit it often. Sending wishes across the miles that your Christmas be filled with simple joys, small blessings and a touch of Christmas magic. ~Robin~
Hi Robin, I’m always so glad to see your name pop up! For me, the quote is one that is ageless…he was certainly inspired when writing those words. Thank you for the sweet wishes, and here’s to 2025…may it be filled with a bit of magic as well!
Hi Maureen, you’re more than welcome…so glad you stopped by. Sometimes I need a little nudge to remember all my blessings…it’s easy to get caught up in the harder moments of our days. Hope it’s a wonderful 2025…look forward to hearing from you again!
What a heartfelt post. The quote is marvelous and its sentiment is one I often echo. I continue to pray for peace across the world. I hope you and your family had a wonderful holiday. May God bless us, everyone.
Daisy you’re always so nice with your encouraging comments…I’m very glad you found something in this post to enjoy; the quote, to me, will always be timeless. I hope all is well, Happy New Year in The Piedmont!
Posted on November 21, 2024 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
As the year winds down, each day is a gift. Some mornings we wake to find the days are unseasonably warm with clear, vibrant, deep azure skies; other days are gray with the sound of rustling leaves and the soft tapping of rain on the roof. And while the garden has long been put to bed for winter, now is also the time to plant garlic for the next year. The cycle continues as one season slowly moves toward another; each with its own beauty and rewards. However; no matter the weather, as we move closer to the end of the year, we can sense a change, and find many reasons to pause and give thanks.
This post is comforting and nurturing…and so evocative of our family Thanksgiving “back when.” The photo of the handwritten recipe looks like so many of my mother’s….written in her beautifully flowing script. Unfortunately, they were not saved and that is a source of sadness for me still. Yes, I have many of the family favorites that I copied over the years, but it is not same. I can visualize your kitchen fireplace but sometime you really need to share a photo of it. I have always dreamed of having a fireplace in my kitchen but that will remain a dream only. Wishing you a blessed – and simple – Thanksgiving Mary. ~Robin~
Robin, you always say the nicest things. I know what you mean about recipes – I would love to have my grandmother’s bread/roll recipes- but they were “a pinch of this, dash of that” and never written down. Oh how I wish my kitchen fireplace was a giant one as in so many old homes, but it’s a modest size. Blessed to have 3 in this old house, but a former owner didn’t care for the dining room one, tore down the chimney and tossed it down the flue! While it couldn’t be saved, it was rebuilt but can’t ever be used – sigh.
Thank you Jules – it’s so easy for there to be a frenzied feeling, I just felt the need to slow everything down where I could. I will be following your lead and taking in as much of nature as possible this month!
What a lovely, heartfelt post. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday for so many of the reasons you mention. It seems it gets even more precious as the years pass. Wishing you and all of your readers a wonderful holiday. Blessings…
Thank you, Daisy for your sweet comments – Somehow, it does seem to get lost in the rush to get to Christmas. You’re absolutely right, I think as the years pass, we realize how important it is to slow down, pause, and give thanks – it doesn’t mean that everything is perfect, but there are things to be grateful for each day.
Hi Dori – ahhh those Dilly Green Tomatoes, a recipe from my grandmother. It would’ve been so easy to leave them there on the vine, but my oh my, our grandmother’s knew how to save and preserve everything, didn’t they? They are just little cherry tomatoes that taste somewhat like dill pickles – small enough to pop each one in your mouth and have that burst of sour. I’ll have to share the recipe in the future post!
I have november-itis all November. It has unseasonably warm and the last of the clean up and putting gardens to bed where finished. As the days got shorter I started my slow and steady work of decorating. The more I pull from the boxes the more I know I need to down size. Simple sounds good while my decorations are old and soft colors with the years there are just to much. Our fireplace is a complete joy this time of year.
Happy Thanksgiving
Hi Cathy – slow and steady is the perfect way to begin decorating. That’s so much better than that rush that sometimes happens, that just takes all the fun out of it. I began pairing down this year too – it’s difficult. I kept things that were sentimental, parted with things I never used knowing someone else might be looking for just that item. And you’re so right, I love sitting next to the fireplace with a book -you’re right, it is a joy!
Hi Mary! So cozy and inviting, everything about this post is just so nice. I especially love the craft! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Happy Holidays! ~Nicole, Suburban Farmgirl Blogger
Nice to meet you, Maureen! The fireplace has certainly come in handy when the power has been out – it’s often felt like a Little House on the Prairie moment – cooking in it and everyone keeping warm! Thanks so much for stopping by!
Hi Nicole – thank you so much, the Mason jar oil lamp is a snap to make – and a quick and easy gift. I just put the jar goodies together (without adding the lamp oil) and give a bottle of oil separately. Thanksgiving was great: eat, nap, repeat – still enjoying the leftovers!
Oh Jenny – that’s so nice of you to say! I’m grateful to have this chance to “meet” so many kindred spirits. What a wonderful Sisterhood this is where we can share ideas and learn from each other. Thanks for taking the time to stop by!
Oh Mary…. I love the idea of a Pie Potluck!!! I think I’ll invite my favorite gal friends and do that!!!! Pie is my very, very, very favorite dessert ever. I’d rather have pie over birthday cake!
Also; I have a trunk just like yours pictured and I love the idea of storing seasonal decorations in there. Mine if just stuffed with extra blankets etc…
Hi Dori! Let me know how your Pie Potluck goes…what a fun way to get some new recipes before the Thanksgiving Pie Season. And always a little Girl Gab fun before the holidays! Let me know how it goes…and yes, pie over cake for me, too! A blanket trunk is great for these chilly days, just grab one and curl up. I just found I had so many ornaments, I might as well keep them close to where the tree will be, and the trunk is so roomy, it’s ideal. Hope all is well…enjoy these lovely fall days!
Another wonderful post, and a perfectly timed reminder to enjoy this beautiful season and everything it has to offer.
The pumpkins are carved and there are bats flying in the porch, in hope that we’ll receive some spooky visitors later this evening. Xx
Thanks so much Jules, I appreciate you taking the time to stop by. It sounds like you were absolutely set for Halloween…I just love seeing all the littles in costume! Here there’s always a big pot of chili simmering and some silly “mummy dogs” (hot dogs wrapped in strips of dough and then baked) – and I love the roasted pumpkin seeds. It flies by…yes, let’s enjoy all it has to offer.
I couldn’t love this post more Mary… It’s filled with great ideas, wise words and, of course, drop-dead gorgeous photography. I, too, find that time is just swirling by and I can’t keep up or catch my breath. I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I am in the late autumn season of my life and I just don’t move as quickly as I once did. Our weather has turned…no fall picnics or porch sitting here anymore. And the soup/pie potluck is a great idea. My family did that one year, but with a twist. We’d get together one night each week and one family would bring their favorite soup (and the recipe of course) and the rest of us would bring breads/rolls/dessert, etc. And we’d spend the rest of the evening playing board games. That seems like a lifetime ago. Happy November to you! ~Robin~
Robin you always say the kindest things…thank you so much! I’m right there with you…swirling by is a perfect description, some days I’m floored as to where the day’s hours have gone. Oh I really love the idea of a family soup potluck…it’s perfect for these chilly nights, and one person doesn’t have to do all the prep work. And board games need to be brought back (in my humble opinion) a simple, fun way to pass an evening with family & friends. Always appreciate you visiting, Robin…so glad to have “met” you. Settle in and keep cozy!
Posted on September 20, 2024 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
These last lingering days of September find us busily harvesting the best of summer’s bounty…gathering, sorting, sharing, and “putting by” or “putting up” as our grandmother’s called it. Trying our best to hold onto that flavor. You know what I mean, that flavor…a warm garden tomato or the sweetness of just-picked corn. There’s nothing like farm-to-table, or better yet, backyard-to-table!
This was a great time to read about your canning, freezing, drying, and putting in food. I have done so much of all, I haven’t done any of it. With me in a recent brain injury (2 years ago), I read what you do, and it remembers of the things I can do, and the woman who is showing how to do, it’s an inspiration to go forward. Thank you so much for your everyday life. Mary Murray, God bless you!
Hi Ginny, it’s great to meet you! Thanks for your kind words…I definitely didn’t learn all this overnight, it’s taken a few years and I had some terrific teachers along the way. If you’re thinking you’d like to “put by” a few things, start by keeping it easy: setting aside boxes of pasta and rice is a great way to begin, tossing a few extra items in the freezer, and stocking up when markets have sales are good ways to be ready for power outages or if bad weather keeps trucks from making grocery store deliveries. Keep it simple and make it work for you! Thanks again for your kind words, Ginny, let me know how you’re coming along! Mary
You sure can make hard work look beautiful. 😉 My mother was the queen of the harvest I swear…and after growing up and being enlisted to help, I swore it off LOL. (Well, with school and then career and family, I truly didn’t have a spare moment. I did start canning a bit later (in my world, that’s what we called it – “canning” or “harvesting”) but limited it to canning tomatoes and green beens, freezing things and drying herbs. I still am shy around pressure canners after a bit of a mishap with one when I was young… In any event, I loved seeing your stores – reminds me of home and life as I once knew it. ~Robin~
Hi Robin! Thanks for always stopping by and taking time to drop a note.
One of the best things I’ve ever heard is, “Yes, you can do it all, just not all at the same time.” There are seasons to our lives, and we can’t put in a 60-hour work week and can tomatoes every day. We want to, I know, but it’s just not possible. And that’s okay…canning those tomatoes and green beans, freezing and drying herbs now surely brings back sweet memories of your mom. And I’m cautious with pressure cookers as well…I’m one of those that checks, double-checks, and then checks again! I’m glad you liked the post…just the tales of an old-fashioned soul who’s trying to remember the simple pleasures in this hectic world we live in. Thanks again, Robin!
Hazy, hot & humid…the 3 H’s that have become the norm as August unfolds here in my part of the Midwest. Each day feels as if it’s in slow motion…work is getting done, but at a pace that has kept me behind on my to-do list. Barn cats can be found snoozing in the shade more than usual, and even songbirds at the birdbath seem to linger, simply enjoying the cool water. After a long stretch of rainless days, the garden is in need of daily watering, fields are dusty, and once green grass is beginning to look parched.
What a great summer program for the kids! Growing up on a farm with a huge garden, I never much thought about other kids not having that farm to table experience…I only thought them fortunate to not have to plant, weed, and clean and scrub those prickly cucumbers. 😉 Lovely photos as always. Is that really your pantry of canned goods? If so, wow…and more wow. All the same sized jars, all those gorgeous zinc lids! Nothing prettier than canned goods all in a row – but this is beyond “pretty.” WAY beyond. We had a good rain last night too…and temps are on the downslide. Heard we’re only to be in the 60’s again in a day or two. I’m not done with summer yet either, but the trees are whispering otherwise. ~Robin~
Hi Robin, always love seeing you stop by! I agree…it was great to see the kids love to spend time gardening (even in this summers horrid heat) and my son was having a good time as well – and cooking with what they’d grown was terrific for them all! No, I wish it was! The pantry is in a local living history farmhouse…I LOVE it and could move right in! I’ll show you mine soon…it’s similar (those old wooden shelves in a cellar must be the norm for 19th century houses) but it’s inspired me to fill my shelves up! Yes, those zinc lids-sigh! It was 43 here the other night…I’m hoping for a long fall…always my favorite season! Catch up with you soon, Mary
I enjoyed every word of this post. What a fabulous program for those young folks to learn life-long skills that will serve them well. Very inspirational. Continued blessings…
Hi Daisy – thank you for the kind words, I really appreciate them. The program is amazing, and only in it’s second year, I hope it keeps growing and inspiring young people! And you’re right…those skills will last them throughout their lives…what a blessing. So glad those garden-loving adults are leading the way!
This is a great post reading about the students and their community garden. So glad they were able to reap their rewards. We had severe weather last night and thankfully no damage. The canned goods are so pretty and will be good way to saving money. Janice
Janice – thanks so much…I’m so impressed by the youth, and watching them chat with people at the Farmers’ Market was great too…spreading the word through their excitement. They can be so proud! Canning is in full swing here…and absolutely, money saving, and we know exactly what’s in those jars! Hope the bad weather has passed, we must be headed to cool, beautiful autumn days soon. Take care, Mary
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
~ Mark Twain
Debbie Bosworth
is a certified farmgirl at heart. She’s happily married to her beach bum Yankee husband of 20 years. She went from career gal to being a creative homeschooling mom for two of her biggest blessings and hasn’t looked back since. Debbie left her lifelong home in the high desert of Northern Nevada 10 years ago and washed up on the shore of America’s hometown, Plymouth, MA, where she and her family are now firmly planted. They spend part of each summer in a tiny, off–grid beach cottage named “The Sea Horse.”
“I found a piece of my farmgirl heart when I discovered MaryJanesFarm. Suddenly, everything I loved just made more sense! I enjoy unwinding at the beach, writing, gardening, and turning yard-sale furniture into ‘Painted Ladies’ I’m passionate about living a creative life and encouraging others to ‘make each day their masterpiece.’”
Being a farmgirl is not
about where you live,
but how you live.
Rebekah Teal
is a “MaryJane Farmgirl” who lives in a large metropolitan area. She is a lawyer who has worked in both criminal defense and prosecution. She has been a judge, a business woman and a stay-at-home mom. In addition to her law degree, she has a Masters of Theological Studies.
“Mustering up the courage to do the things you dream about,” she says, “is the essence of being a MaryJane Farmgirl.” Learning to live more organically and closer to nature is Rebekah’s current pursuit. She finds strength and encouragement through MaryJane’s writings, life, and products. And MaryJane’s Farmgirl Connection provides her a wealth of knowledge from true-blue farmgirls.
“Keep close to Nature’s heart … and break clear away once in awhile to climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods, to wash your spirit clean.”
~ John Muir
Cathi Belcher
an old-fashioned farmgirl with a pioneer spirit, lives in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. As a “lifelong learner” in the “Live-Free-or-Die” state, she fiercely values self-reliance, independence, freedom, and fresh mountain air. Married to her childhood sweetheart of 40+ years (a few of them “uphill climbs”), she’s had plenty of time to reinvent herself. From museum curator, restaurant owner, homeschool mom/conference speaker, to post-and-beam house builder and entrepreneur, she’s also a multi-media artist, with an obsession for off-grid living and alternative housing. Cathi owns and operates a 32-room mountain lodge. Her specialty has evolved to include “hermit hospitality” at her rustic cabin in the mountains, where she offers weekend workshops of special interest to women.
“Mountains speak to my soul, and farming is an important part of my heritage. I want to pass on my love of these things to others through my writing. Living in the mountains has its own particular challenges, but I delight in turning them into opportunities from which we can all learn and grow.”
“Wherever you go, no matter the weather, always bring your own sunshine.”
~ Anthony J. D’Angelo
Dori Troutman
Dori Troutman is the daughter of second generation cattle ranchers in New Mexico. She grew up working and playing on the ranch that her grandparents homesteaded in 1928. That ranch, with the old adobe home, is still in the family today. Dori and her husband always yearned for a ranch of their own. That dream came true when they retired to the beautiful green rolling hills of Tennessee. Truly a cattleman’s paradise!
Dori loves all things farmgirl and actually has known no other life but that. She loves to cook, craft, garden, and help with any and all things on their cattle farm.
Wyoming cattle rancher and outpost writer (rider), shares the “view from her saddle.” Shery is a leather and lace cowgirl-farmgirl who’s been horse-crazy all of her life. Her other interests include “junktiques,” arts and crafts, glamping, collecting antique china, and cultivating mirth.
Mary Murray
describes herself as a goat charmer, chicken whisperer, bee maven, and farmers’ market baker renovating an 1864 farmhouse on an Ohio farm. With a degree in Design, Mary says small-town auctions and country road barn sales "always make my heart skip a beat thinking about what I could create or design out of what I’ve seen.”
Rooted in the countryside, she likes simple things and old ways … gardening, preserving the harvest, cooking, baking, and all things home. While you might find her selling baked goods from the farm’s milkhouse, teaching herself to play the fiddle, or sprucing up a vintage camper named Maizy, you will always find her in an apron!
Mary says, “I’m happiest with the simple country pleasures … an old farmhouse, too many animals, a crackling fire, books to read, and the sound of laughter … these make life just perfect.”
is a budding rural farmgirl living in Palmer, the agricultural seat of Alaska. Alex is a graduate student at Alaska Pacific University pursuing an M.S. in Outdoor and Environmental Education. She lives and works on the university’s 700 acre environmental education center, Spring Creek Farm. When Alex has time outside of school, she loves to rock climb, repurpose found objects, cross-country ski on the hay fields, travel, practice yoga, and cook with new-fangled ingredients.
Alex grew up near the Twin Cities and went to college in Madison, Wisconsin—both places where perfectly painted barns and rolling green farmland are just a short drive away. After college, she taught at a rural middle school in South Korea where she biked past verdant rice paddies and old women selling home-grown produce from sidewalk stoops. She was introduced to MaryJanesFarm after returning, and found in it what she’d been searching for—a group of incredible women living their lives in ways that benefit their families, their communities, and the greater environment. What an amazing group of farmgirls to be a part of!
Libbie’s a small town farmgirl who lives in the high-desert Sevier Valley of Central Utah on a 140-year-old farm with her husband and two darling little farmboys—as well as 30 ewes; 60 new little lambs; a handful of rams; a lovely milk cow, Evelynn; an old horse, Doc; two dogs; a bunch o’ chickens; and two kitties.
René Groom
Previous Rural Farmgirl, April 2009 – May 2010
René lives in Washington state’s wine country. She grew up in the dry-land wheat fields of E. Washington, where learning to drive the family truck and tractors, and “snipe hunting,” were rites of passage. She has dirt under her nails and in her veins. In true farmgirl fashion, there is no place on Earth she would rather be than on the farm.
Farmgirl spirit can take root anywhere—dirt or no dirt.
Nicole Christensen
Suburban Farmgirl Nicole Christensen calls herself a “vintage enthusiast”. Born and raised in Texas, she has lived most of her life in the picturesque New England suburbs of Connecticut, just a stone’s throw from New York State. An Advanced Master Gardener, she has gardened since childhood, in several states and across numerous planting zones. In addition, she teaches knitting classes, loves to preserve, and raises backyard chickens.
Married over thirty years to her Danish-born sweetheart, Nicole has worked in various fields, been a world-traveler, an entrepreneur and a homemaker, but considers being mom to her now-adult daughter her greatest accomplishment. Loving all things creative, Nicole considers her life’s motto to be “Bloom where you are planted”.
Previous Suburban Farmgirl, October 2009 – October 2010
Paula is a mom of four and a journalist who’s partial to writing about common sense and women’s interests. She’s lived in five great farm states (Michigan, Iowa, New York, Tennessee, and now North Carolina), though never on a farm. She’s nevertheless inordinately fond of heirloom tomatoes, fine stitching, early mornings, and making pies. And sock monkeys.
Your photos are gorgeous as always, but the two of the skies are just incredibly stunning! (And I’m pretty enamored with the one of chickens too.) I love hearing Mae’s story and so glad she found a good home. You are making me want my own Mae!! I love the extra room for cooling and the pull-out drawers. And double ovens are the icing on the cake! It certainly makes it easier to bake at different temperatures at the same time (I assume you can control each oven separately). I assume also it is gas??? Your baked goods look amazing – tell Mae she did well. And thanks for the cake recipe. I’d seen that somewhere else and thought it sounded good but it was way too much cake for just me. But now I’m thinking I could make a 1/3rd recipe and just have a single layer… Hmmmm…
What a fabulous story! Isn’t it wonderful to know that Mae was waiting for you right down the road? Wishes do come true! Glad you found each other. Happy cooking!
Hi Mary, I LOVE Mae! How adorable! Vintage appliances are workhorses, and at the same time, charming! If I did not have a wall oven and cooktop, I would want a vintage stove and oven! (I have a vintage stove, from 1922, but it is a display piece only). We do have a 1940’s refrigerator in the basement – runs beautifully and keeps perfect temperature! As for naming your stove Mae, I love it! Her name fits her! Happy Spring! Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole, Suburban Farmgirl