The working vocabulary of the average 14-year-old has declined in the last 50 years from 25,000 words to 10,000. Language reflects the depth of our human experience. Because we think in words, are we losing the capacity to say what we feel?
Like, whatever.
Hey fantastic farmgals! MBA Jane here. I’m hearing lots of talk about garlic today.
I like garlic. It’s not good to eat when you’re on a date (learned that one the hard way), but it’s pretty delish.
Anyway, speaking of garlic … I remembered a story about my Auntie Anna and Uncle Umberto.
Uncle Umberto was a big, handsome guy. Good intentions … but between you and me, sometimes he was a little late to the party, if you know what I mean …
Spring is definitely in the air at my farm, and love is bloomin’ just as big and bright as all the flowers in my garden.
Even that precocious little MBA Jane has found herself a man (I can’t let that girl out of my sight for even one morning!).
(Wondering who she is? She’s Merit Badge Awardee Jane, MBA Jane for short. In her former life … )
Mr. Wonderful, she calls him.
Well, he does look awfully cute. And he says the sweetest things (more about that in a minute).
But still.
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Winnie Nielsen says: I love the look of Indian corn!! Beautiful! Last summer I got my first Retsel grain grinder and in addition to wheat, I ground Indian corn into corn grits. They were so delicious! However, you have to put them through the grinder 3 times because the corn is so hard. It is quite time consuming and hard work with a hand crank grinder!! So the rest of the corn looks just like this photo and I am keeping it in a basket to enjoy. But I still think about grinding more again……. But just thinking!! Ha!
I’m … what?
You de monia, MJ.
I’m de, er, the? I’m the … monia?
You de monia.
Okay, I don’t have pneumonia if that’s what you mean. In fact, I’m feeling pert, perky, in the pink, positively …
Not pneumonia, silly! Sound it out: Yoo-di-moh-nee-uh.
AH-HA! You said “eudemonia”!
Kathy Beachy says: I’m trying to be. At almost 60 with osteoarthritis, it’s getting harder to move around in my garden. But when I’m out in my garden, hands deep in the moist earth, alone with my plants and God….that’s when I feel the most eudemonia-like.
Thanks for getting me moving more. You and all the MJF sisters have inspired me to ‘do’ instead of ‘don’t’, ‘can-do’ instead of ‘can’t do’. I’m really enjoying my life more now.
I wish I would have found you a long time ago.
Thanks again.
Kathy Beachy
MaryJane says: Eudemonia-like. Love it. Welcome!
Mary ann says: My friend Natalie for Beyond the Reef sent me over. I too am striving this year to find a better balance and find eudemonia in my life!
Winnie Nielsen says: I would say that this week, I have been on a eudemonia High!!! The source you might ask??? Working with a talented young entrepreneur who has invited me to ride along! Yep, this Farmgirl is ridin’ shot gun in the farm wagon in my best apron!! Try it yourself and see what I mean!!
MaryJane says: Winnie, you make our hearts sing!
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My husband’s company is garlic! I had a laugh when I read that.