For no apparent reason (other than I think my employes are fabulous), I pampered them yesterday by delivering root beer floats to each and all. Mmmmmmmm, Julie’s organic ice cream, artisan root beer, spooned with love. Whatever floats your boat. Mine is all the work my employees accomplish!
Here’s a lovely little novel which, despite being called The Summer Book, should be savored as soon as possible—no matter the time of year.
Time is ticking slo-o-o-o-wly. Stomach grumbling. Meow.
Our little furry friend Rascal was getting a bit anxious Saturday night in Ace’s apartment. Rolling around, playing with her blue, furry mouse, scratching her post. It just wasn’t as fun as her work week here at the farm as the design studio mascot.
Musician Carlos Santana once remarked, “You become gracious when you realize that you have something the world needs, and people are happy to see you when you come into the room.”
There’s something pretty simple I didn’t have until this year—something that you probably take for granted.
It’s time for some pre-winter cleaning, and no doubt I’m ready to have the whole dust-bunny-filled affair over and done with. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that a little charity can turn any of my humdrum tasks into a real heart-opening experience.
Attended Denali’s delightful wedding this afternoon (one of my graphic designers). I took lots of photos. Stay tuned!
Last weekend, Nicker Doodles asked me out for a date, which means he gets to choose the restaurant, the movie, the whole affair, whatever … getting out the tractor to install new fenceposts? Sometimes. (Actually, I just came in from helping him do just that.)
He took me to the movie “Planet of the Apes.” We have a new theater in town we haven’t tried yet. The new seats, even the popcorn was top notch. But here’s a little tip about “Planet of the Apes.”
The movie ended. Everyone exited the theater except for the two of us and one other couple.
I’ve always wondered why we sit there reading credits. Testing our eyesight? Looking for someone we might know? (Fat chance.) Using the extra time to decompress from an overly thoughtful, heavy movie? Finishing off the last of the popcorn? Milking date night for one last kernel?
Well, finally, it paid off. The opposite of a spoiler alert is this: don’t leave. Somewhere in the middle of the credits, the movie actually ENDS and it’s a very different ending than the ending those who left, left with. Stay put. There. That’s my date night tip. Apes will rise but movie patrons need to do just the opposite.
Official Movie Website for Rise of the Planet of the Apes
I’ve come up with the most fabulous bedding idea. First, we took photos of some old ceiling tins I have as well as some that my friends here in Idaho, www.blackcanyonrestorations.com, turned into wall mirrors for me to sell in my retail stores. Next, I turned the designs into quilts and shams. I’m planning on several different color palettes over time. Can you tell I’m excited?
I found my wooly Willie a wooly-eyed friend. First thing he sheepishly said to Willie was, “pull my finger.”
Actually, it was “pull my tail.”
He did.
Here’s how. MORE magazine sent a crew to my farm recently for photos because they’re going to feature my Project F.A.R.M. (First-class American Rural Made) in their November issue. Make sure your subscription to More magazine is current!
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.
