I’m so excited to share this super fun project! If you are on Instagram you might’ve seen these jewelry boxes turning to sewing boxes? You can use the hashtag #travelsewingkit to see all kinds of ideas! After seeing a few on my IG feed I decided I needed to take the plunge and make one myself. Today I’m here to step you through my process and you can use my ideas to make one, customizing it to your liking!
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.
I’ve lived in the New England suburbs for thirty years. While my property is partly wooded, I never really worried much about running into a bear…until recently!
When I first moved to New England in the early 90’s, I was awestruck by the natural beauty of the suburbs. However, I learned that bears inhabited the Northeast, and at first that worried me.
My bear fears were quickly dispelled, shortly after I moved to Connecticut when I attended a free bear lecture at our local library. The lecture taught us all about the type of bear found in the Northeast, the American black bear, Ursus americanus. The size of the claws were shocking! We learned that while black bears did call Connecticut home, they weren’t usually found in our area, but in the counties further North. Easing my mind, I never really gave bears a second thought.
Until recently.
The first time I thought I saw a bear was at the end of the pandemic. My daughter and I were in the car, not far from our house, when one ran across the road. The large creature ran across so fast, I wasn’t sure that we even saw one, and really only saw the “tail end”. We started hearing of more and more sightings. Our town’s local Facebook group would mention them, and occasionally we’d hear of one in our neighborhood. We never saw one on our property, and figured the noise from our dogs would scare one away anyway. Once the property behind us was sold and a barbed-wire fence put up for cows, we figured our chance of seeing a bear was probably even slimmer. I later saw one from a distance while in my woods; it was on the other side of the fence and moving quickly away.
We started frequently hearing of more bear sightings in the last two years, with reports and videos on social media, the news, and YouTube, to name a few. Our neighborhood frequently sees bears; we guess that there are at least three, perhaps a mother and her two adult offspring.
A few years ago, the only bear I’d seen in New England was this poor thing, a living exhibit at a state fair.
Part of me thought seeing a bear would be exciting, as long as it was from a safe distance and from inside. I’ve joked that a bear would not have a chance to maul me – I’d die of a heart attack first. In all seriousness, though, bear attacks on humans are extremely rare. Bears don’t really want to tangle with humans, they just want to get away. Bears do what comes naturally, it’s we humans that put these majestic wild animals in situations that become dangerous.
This summer, it appears bear sightings are as frequent as seeing deer (which is a lot). One evening in early June, my husband was running late from work, and my daughter and I had just finished dinner. I noticed something out the window – lightning bugs! I stepped outside to watch them. It was a beautiful, still and quiet summer evening, full of fireflies. As I stood on the deck, I noticed a strange sound.
Shuu…shuuuu…shuuu…
That’s when I noticed the creature sauntering out of the woods into the yard. It was large and black, almost a shadowy figure, but darkness had not completely taken over the evening. The sound I heard was from large paws shuffling through the grass. My brain did not register at first what I was seeing. “DOG? No. DEER? No. OHHHHHH!” Like a scene from a classic Casper the Ghost cartoon, I realized what had emerged below, right in front of me, mere yards away… A BBB-BEAR!!!!
He was HUGE. He knew I was there. For a second, he paused and sniffed one of our yard chairs, before looking up at me and sniffing the air. He had a mark across his leg, like he had a scratch that had healed and left a scar.
I slowly backed away and into the house. My daughter wanted to see him, and we looked through every window, but to no avail. He disappeared quickly.
After that initial sighting, we didn’t see him again, but did find evidence of a bear passing through, in the form of bear droppings.
This photo is taken at my friend Susan’s house, but we believe it is the same bear, due to the mark on its leg. Photo courtesy Susan Burbank
My dear friend and neighbor, Susan, also has had visits from this majestic, beautiful bear. We know it is the same one because of the mark in his fur.
That’s a whole lotta bear! Photo courtesy Susan Burbank
Our next sighting at my house was one beautiful morning, a few weeks ago. My husband went out the door to open up our chickens for the morning. As I saw him go one direction, on our outdoor camera, I saw a bear quickly going the other way!
Screenshot of the bear from our video camera. This one is smaller in stature than the first one we saw.
This was a smaller bear than the first, a “junior” bear. We later determined he had been eating some of the berries that were in season on the hill in front of the house.
Carolee Mason, Municipal Animal Control Officer for Newtown,Connecticut, has been a resident here since 1977. She has worked at Animal Control for close to two decades, and has seen the uptick in bear sightings in recent years.
Carolee says that it is in part due to the shrinking of the bears’ natural habitat due to increased building, and also because of increased footage, with technology like cameras on phones, social media coverage, and cameras on homes (like Amazon blink). In the late 1800’s there were no bears in Connecticut. Nowadays, the bear populations are increasing; a healthy bear can have an average of three cubs a season. Still, bears like the ones we saw have most likely been around longer than we suspect; we just didn’t realize it until now, with proof on camera.
Carolee laughs remembering the first time that the department heard of a bear sighted in town. It happened in the 90’s, before everyone carried a smart phone with a camera. It was believed that a bear had broken into an outdoor fridge in a resident’s pool house, to get to the soda cans inside. A bear sighting was such an unheard-of occurrence that when a resident finally did get a photo of a black bear in town “in the wild” and brought a print in to show everyone at animal control, they were so excited that the photo was proudly pinned on the wall, as proof!
Photo courtesy Susan Burbank
Carolee says bears are hungry scavengers, and will go for the easiest food they can find. Mamas also just want to feed their cubs. “What would you do if your child was starving and there was no food? You’d do what you could to feed your young.” She reminds everyone that bears will eat birdseed and garbage left outside, and that bears can be seen out and active all day. Keeping chickens secure, taking bird feeders down, and not leaving garbage out are the best steps to avoid repeat visitors. Most of the time they will walk on by. “Bears don’t realize your house is a house”; to them it is just a part of the territory they travel through. If you do see a bear, Carolee says “make lots of noise, so it knows you are there before it gets startled. Bears DO NOT like to be startled.” A startled bear can become a dangerous one, like the one recently caught on camera this summer in Tennessee, invading a food booth at a carnival. When a worker walks in the door, the bear is startled and leaps at her while trying to get out and away, scratching the worker’s arm. The bear was later euthanized.
Black bears can be seen all year round, though they do a form of “hibernation”, with a lower body temperature and metabolic rate, referred to as “denning”. Carolee says you might see a bear out anytime, partly due to them “getting mixed up with our weather”, and the warmer-than-usual winters that we’ve seen the past few years.
Black bears are the smallest bear found in North America, weighing up to 500 pounds. Mama black bears are good parents, and will usually send her babies up a tree if she thinks danger is near. Bears are very skilled climbers!
Black bears are being seen in “new” territories, all over North America. While rare, there are even sightings of black bears down in Texas, in the hill country! Texas Parks and Wildlife confirmed 154 bear sightings in 2022, up from 80 in 2021, and up from 25 in 2020.
At our house, we have our chickens secured, and only feed them enough food that they can consume that day. We keep a small transistor radio on low in the run. It helps keep predators away, though it might not keep a bear from passing through. Carolee says that “if a bear really wants to pass through your yard, he’s going to.”
Trooper isn’t so sure he likes being in “Gidget the Glamper” .
We try to make noise when we go outside. We don’t leave food outside or in the camper, and bird feeders are put away through the summer. We are doing our best to be bear aware.
Other good advice is to use electric fencing with beehives, and don’t put your garbage out the night before. Adding ammonia can help deter a bear from dumpster diving, as well.
It’s still exciting to see a bear in the wild, and it took me close to 30 years to see one! Please note that ALL photos in this post were taken from inside, or are clips from security cameras. No humans were ever “up close”.
Cute and cuddly…
Not so cuddly.
While we humans grow up thinking “teddy bears” are cute and cuddly, black bears are WILD animals, and can be considered Apex predators. Keeping them naturally wary of humans, and not “used” to us as a food source, will allow humans AND bears to stay safe.
Have you seen a bear in the wild? If so, where? Tell me about it in comments, or just say “hello” so I know you stopped by!
Posted on August 1, 2024 by Ranch Farmgirl Dori Troutman
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Hello Farmgirls! Just admit that we never really grow out of adorable little party purses, especially for those darling little girls in our lives!!! How about we sit down and make some today and you can have them ready to gift the next time a tea party is in the works!
“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.
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