{"id":67202,"date":"2024-02-16T17:51:06","date_gmt":"2024-02-16T17:51:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/?p=67202"},"modified":"2024-02-17T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2024-02-17T01:00:00","slug":"get-out-getaway-farmstay","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/67202","title":{"rendered":"Get Out! Getaway Farmstay"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The April\/May 2024 issue of my magazine, MaryJanesFarm<\/em>, will have two pages that showcase my fresh-air B&B, along with an invitation to come! Join me! For more details, go to the B&B section of my website: <\/p>\n\n\n\n

https:\/\/shop.maryjanesfarm.org\/our-bnb<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

(To read the text on the two pages below, scroll down.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Outside, even if only a fantasy, can be better than an endless dose of inside. And a little bit of outside can go a long way toward improving your outlook on your inside life. If you get outside, you\u2019ll more easily grow into its companionship, its comfort. It needn\u2019t be a trip or a planned excursion, gear, and lots of outdoor know-how. A sleeping bag thrown down in your back yard can do the trick. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mother gave me outside at an early age (often only a flannel bag and a pup tent 30 feet from her door), and it made an empiricist out of me. In other words, rolling gracefully with life\u2019s punches isn\u2019t all that complicated, because I know I always have the moon, the wind, or my own two feet \u2026 a soft place to rest, a walk alone at night. Nothing outside resembles the complexities of four walls and a roof, when behind the everyday modern-day door lurks an array of gadgetry\u2014devices that overschedule, over-obligate, and overwhelm us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Armed with my mother\u2019s outside nourishment, I left home at age 19, headed for the wilds of Idaho. I landed my first outside job saving trees as a fire lookout, perched atop a 100-foot tower. After that, I moved back to Utah for two summers to work as a wilderness ranger in the Uinta Mountains. Then I came back again to Idaho to live year-round in the heart of the wilderness\u2014the Selway-Bitterroot, 27 miles from road\u2019s end, all of it before cellphones, before the excess of constant yammering, before the angst of 24-hour news.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Years later, I put what I had learned from my outside work into sharing what my mother and others had given me\u2014outside how-to. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Helen Butters (my mother), 1925 <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTo have a mother who loves you for being independent is to have a mother who fosters rebellion in your heart and revolution in your bones.\u201d – Judy Chicago<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not just how-to, more an approach, a runway with a soft landing, a starting place, where outside is readily accessible, obtainable\u2014a space and place without fear of failure or judgment. When I broke ground on my wall-tent B&B in 2004 and launched the term glamping, outside was more hardcore\u2014backpacking, skiing, water sports, gear. And regular old camping was still the domain of guys-in-charge-of-the-know-how, if you know what I mean. I wanted to change all that. Twenty years later, I think I have<\/em> changed all that, one reader at a time, one B&B guest at a time.<\/p>\n\n\n

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What started out as a canvas wall-tent bed and breakfast in 2004 morphed into a bed and outdoor bath (providing guests with kitchens to cook their own meals). Given the number of different tent cabins, pavilions, cottages, vintage trailers, and RV hookups we\u2019ve created, your spring\/summer 2024 getaway farmstay<\/strong> will be based on several factors\u2014family w\/young children, family w\/teenagers, soloist, girlfriends\u2019 retreat, couple, family reunion, wedding party, etc. Each venue has an outdoor claw-foot bathtub, shower, flush loo, full-service kitchen, wood stove\/campfire, organic bed linens, nap hammocks, and access to our farm store (chock-full of antiques and collectibles), U-pick gardens, and orchard. Right beyond your doorstep, our private 115-acre native plant and wildlife preserve provides stunning views anywhere you choose to wander. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Currently, we\u2019re taking reservations for May 31 thru July 8<\/strong>. Depending on your needs and length of stay (we have a two-night minimum), creating your unique configuration will require going back and forth via e-mail (no phone calls please). For more details, visit the B&B section of my website.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The April\/May 2024 issue of my magazine, MaryJanesFarm, will have two pages that showcase my fresh-air B&B, along with an invitation to come! Join me! For more details, go to the B&B section of my website: https:\/\/shop.maryjanesfarm.org\/our-bnb (To read the … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-67202","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-get_out"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67202","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=67202"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67202\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67227,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67202\/revisions\/67227"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=67202"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=67202"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=67202"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}