Hope Is The Thing With Feathers ~Emily Dickinson Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the […]
In our household, this is what we refer to as a “pookie face.” It usually results in not feeling well, needing extra attention, or both. As you can see, Maud is wearing such a face in this picture. While she made gains with her platelet count increasing from 17,000 to over 200,000 within her first week home, Maud’s platelet count […]
Just thought I’d share. This is a cause that’s dear to me. Thanks! 🙂
“Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak.” ~Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati
Life isn’t perfect. It’s not supposed to be. It’s supposed to be REAL: a messy “learning lab” of experiences, mistakes, and practicing our ability to reflect on all of it—hopefully cultivating a positive outlook. An outlook that creates a meaningful, beautiful, and one-of-a-kind life. A life we can share by loving and uplifting others…..and, ultimately, ourselves. So, here’s the thing: […]
I love old vintage photos, and let me just say….these are vintage. Pictured are Mom and me at a petting zoo near Lexington, Virginia. Have a wonderful weekend!
I suppose I could’ve called this post, “The Weekly Cluck,” but I decided to stay with tradition. 😉 In March of this year, nine baby chicks joined our menagerie on Green Hill Farm. Well, these little guys are mostly grown now, and we had our first egg last Thursday. Finding the first egg is always a thrill, but it was […]
I haven’t heard a howl in over a week now, and I miss it. I wouldn’t have thought I’d say it, but I do. Most of the time, I’m busy saying, “TOO LOUD, Maud–SSHHH!” Maud is our 10-year-old, bluetick hound dog. She is quite a character: comical, loving, determined, sweet, uncouth, whimsical, loyal, charming….. and LOUD. Maud is a hound, […]
My name is Tonya, and I grew up on a 300-acre farm in rural Virginia that has been in my family for over 100 years. After graduating from college, receiving my master’s degree in speech and language pathology, and living and working in a small city for six years, I decided to return to the place of my childhood. Here, in this rural area, on this patch of green, where for four generations my family has farmed, gardened, and lived, I, too wanted to be a part of this continuity. As a fourth generation farmgirl, I have many interests that not only include, but also go beyond the basics of farming, gardening, sheep and chicken-keeping. It is all of this and more that I plan on sharing in this blog.
fourth generation farmgirl 