Early summer is the season of little bitties. After the buds on flowering fruit trees pass away, the baby fruit is just a tiny nubbin. Our garden plants begin as little bittie seeds. In the garden, transplanted baby greens look so small in the area they are to grow up in. Come to think of it, we’re all a little bittie idea … a seed … to begin with. Come to think of it, lots of things begin in a little bittie way.
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.’”
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.
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.”
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.
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!
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”.
All the years I spent in Wyo, I never knew antelope had a mane! How special that she made it and now has 2 little-bitties of her own. Looking forward to more pictures of your sweet chickie babies. How I miss Wyoming some days, I love Lake Ontario but a piece of my heart will always be in Wyoming. Thank you, as always, for your post. ijs
I love spring too because of the ittie-bitties….sigh, I have chicks and piglets and puppies, Oh My. Add kittens and doves and birds galore, plus lizards (they’re new this year)and a baby eaglette…life is a marvel to be sure! Thanks as usual for your lovely posts.
Shery: Little bitties, what a wonderful stream of thought. I love to watch EVERYTHING grow. Family, flowers, the beginning of a quilt, love. It’s really just all the good stuff. Thanks for your blog.
So many wonderful little bitties. What a great story about the antelope. Must have put a big smile on your face when you realized who she was. We have had so much rain and our water table is so high we just started planting our vegetable garden this week. Some of it went right into the muck along with some peat. It is really sad looking right now and I think I need to replace some of the tomatoes. Hoping our little bittie plants will grow. Have a great weekend!
So many wonderful little bitties. What a great story about the antelope. Must have put a big smile on your face when you realized who she was. We have had so much rain and our water table is so high we just started planting our vegetable garden this week. Some of it went right into the muck along with some peat. It is really sad looking right now and I think I need to replace some of the tomatoes. Hoping our little bittie plants will grow. Have a great weekend!
Oh, I loved all of your little bitties Shery! The antelope story especially touched my heart…She came home to her first mama to have her babies! Your maternal instinct shines through in this post my dear! Patience, love and nurturing… we all need that don’t we? Even when we aren’t so little bitty!
Hugs,
Deb
Thank you, Shery for the wonderful story. You are so blessed to be able to witness the precious things in nature.Also, once again you brought back tender memories. When I was a baby, my Daddy called me "Bitty" as I guess he thought I was a bitty, little thing. Well, I’m in my mid sixties now, so am not so bitty anymore. Thank you for blessing my heart.
Ahhh love the little bitties, thanks for putting a name to them. What a sweet story about the antelope – we have quite a few prong horns in my area all year long and every time I see them my heart jumps with joy. One of the special little bitties in our lives this week was a fawn rescued in the Black Forest fire in CO. – we live just about 3/4ths of a mile from it and my son lives in the forest – we were blessed that his home was not taken in the fire but with the rush of having to evacuate he didn’t get his chickens out – just the horses so we are going to now be looking for some chickens, may not be little bitties but will get what we can. Thanks so much for sharing your exciting life. God Bless