Originally posted on Meals With Mel:
I use to always love talking to my grandmother about food. We would talk about all the new recipes we’ve tried and others we wanted to still make. I vividly remember one day telling her about how I had just made Chicken and Rice casserole but with my own homemade condensed soups. She looked…
Turandot is an opera in three acts by Giacomo Puccini, completed by Franco Alfano, and set to a libretto in Italian by Giuseppe Adami and Renato Simoni. “We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms–to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances….” ~Victor Frankl “The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.” ~Ferdinand Foch “Just to be is a blessing. Just to live is holy.” ~Rabbi Abraham Herschel
Originally posted on Almost Farmgirl:
? “Oh, I’ve never fallen off…” She thinks she’s bragging, but the little girl, or teen, or grown-ass woman (or perhaps man) who utters those words in the horseback riding world has failed to read the room. We are not impressed. In fact, the polite among us are trying not to laugh in her face. …
Last month, Farmguy and I visited Paris for a few days. We signed up for a foodie tour through the city, visiting fruit and vegetable markets, chocolatiers, wine shops, fromageries, and pastry shops. Here’s a preview of what we saw. Happy Tuesday! 🙂
As a child, I don’t think I ever considered what life as an adult was like. The main point that I understood as a child was that adults were in charge, and that I was not. So, I basically tried to do what I was told and stay out of trouble. I guess I was so ensconced in my own day-to-day activity that I didn’t really give it much thought. My childhood days were spent running around the family farm, visiting Grandma and Granddaddy Rieley who lived next door; and, of course, my favorite pastime….rescuing any willing barn cats that were need of some tender loving care. I suppose if I really think about it, the thing that I most associated with being an adult was being busy. I grew up on a farm, and all of the adults around me were always busy doing something: Busy planting a garden, getting-up hay, watering the garden, mowing the grass, weeding the garden, picking vegetables, picking black raspberries, making jam or preserves, fixing a fence, painting the front porch or a shed roof, snapping beans, husking corn, canning beans, making a cobbler, repairing the tractor, planting flowers, pruning and grafting fruit trees, cleaning out the barn—-you get the picture. There is always something to do on a farm! I have so many fond memories of watching as well as helping my parents and grandparents perform these everyday activities. I especially loved holding […]
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.
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