Buy props used in MaryJane’s books and magazine!
5% of profits will benefit www.firstbook.org, a non-profit that provides new books to children from low-income families throughout the U.S. and Canada.
Here’s how:
MaryJane will post a photo and a description of a prop and its cost along with a few details as to its condition here: https://shop.maryjanesfarm.org/MaryJanesCurations. It’s a playful way to be the new owner of a little bit of farm herstory.
Author Archives: maryjane
Worst Witch
With Halloween on the way, I find myself getting the silliest urges …
I want to craft my own broomstick, stir up a cauldron of sparkling cider, and play with potions (like soaps and lotions!).
Do you feel it too?
October is a month of magic, casting a spell with its windblown golden leaves and tendrils of wood smoke curling through the early morning chill.
I’m bewitched!
And speaking of witches, I want to introduce you to one of the most spellbinding little sorceresses of all time:
Her name is …
3rd Annual Fancy Feathers Farmgirls on the Loose
Last year, Jennifer Porter and the gals of Fancy Feathers Farmgirls on the Loose got together for their second annual weekend of all-girl-get-out-fun! We highlighted the great time they had here on the blog and in the March 2012 Cluck Sisterhood Newsletter …
Great Find: It’s a sign …
… that you should get out and garden! Willie, accompanied by one of the larger pumpkins in our patch, is boasting a cutie-patootie enameled sign that says …
You’ve Got Mail
Can you feel it in the air? We’re transitioning to fall, and soon … winter and the holidays! We’re just finishing the December issue of my magazine and have been decorating Christmas trees. Tra-la-la, deck the halls with …
Michele Hieb made this adorable little prim angel for me. I met Michele during our Glampers on the Loose trip to South Dakota. Just lovely, darling, sweet, and thoughtful.
Galvanizing a Nation (or Resurrecting a 2010 Essay)
I wouldn’t say I cry easily. Sure, I cry at movies and I cry sometimes when I read the news. And I can cry when I feel inexplicable happiness. (I love it when THAT happens.) Or sadness. But often, when others around me are crying, I’m dry-eyed. Maybe going public will help diminish the one trigger that turns me into a complete, blubbering cry-baby—embarrassingly so. In fact, I usually show up for my “cry” in a big, floppy hat wearing sunglasses.
