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 …
… 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 …
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.
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.
So, ladies, are you in a hurry to hear the huff-and-puff that is soon to emanate from the hustings?
Huh?
Let me clarify.
I mean … we all know what a kitty litter box is and a sandbox. And we all know why no one should ever let their kids play in one that is “unpatrolled.” Can you say tapeworms? (Oh, those pesky kitty cats.)
But a cowbox? Run kids, RUN!
So while Ace, Kim, and I were truckin’ down two-lane highways, thrifting, setting up our glampsite, taking down our glampsite, and getting our honky-tonk on in South Dakota … the animals we left behind were awaiting our return. Rascal, our design studio mascot (tortoiseshell cat), was being taken care of by Ace’s roommate Andy, also a farmhand here (Ace, Kim and Andy are roommates at Kim’s farm), and Daffodil, my canary, was offered space in Carol’s office, with my husband taking care of her on weekends. (Kim brought her Border Collie, Riley, on our trip.)
Part of the job of taking care of my canary is feeding her a deluxe daily diet of fresh veggies and fruits, soaked grains, hard-boiled egg yolks from the bigger of her kin, AND gathering up her gorgeous blue eggs she lays 3-4 times per week. (Yup, she’s pampered.)
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.
