As a child growing up on Green Hill Farm there were two things that I looked forward to the most: visiting with Grandma and Granddaddy Rieley and summer time. One thing that I liked best was neither required dressy outfits or shoes. I also relished the freedom of an undetermined day, one without rules or routines. I’d run around on the farm sometimes barefoot and still in my pajamas, or a mismatched outfit chosen by me; one which usually included an article of clothing made of terry-cloth, a Mork and Mindy tee-shirt and maybe even knee socks. I probably resembled something akin to a cross between Little Orphan Annie and a peasant. Nevertheless, I didn’t care. I had Grandma to visit, stuff to get into, and I was comfortable–a formula that equalled happiness in my world. Of course, those days are long gone, because I’d never go outside today without at least a pair of flip flops on my feet. I also don’t wear terry cloth shorts or knee-socks anymore, either–at least, not together. However, I still prefer jeans and tee-shirts to dressy outfits, and I’m known to wear my pajamas outside the house on occasion (but never off the farm). As for those undetermined days, well, I still love them, because you just never know who you may meet or what you might learn. It was a glorious summer day like the ones depicted in those old Country Time […]
Acrostic poetry by Tonya R. Hengerer “Snow” Softly falling– Not a sound, Only Whirling, whirling to the ground. “Winter” When Icy, cold weather Naturally interrupts The warmth Enjoyed upon Earth Radiated by the sun. “Shovel” Something with which one Heaves snow Out of the way; a Very useful, Everyday tool–mostly Languishing in a shed until winter.
“If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans.” ~James Herriot, All Creatures Great and Small Our beloved Sadie and Scout aren’t with us anymore, but we still think of them and miss them. I love the sequence of pictures below which was taken about three […]
“The soil is the great connector of lives, the source and destination of all. It is the healer, restorer and resurrector, by which disease passes into health, age into youth, death into life. Without proper care for it we can have no community, because without proper care for it we can have no life.” ~Wendall Berry, The Unsettling of America: […]
What is a fiber festival you may ask. A fiber festival is a wholesome, fun event for the entire family that seeks to educate and entertain, while also highlighting the beauty of an industry in which few may be aware exists. The presentation of fiber-producing animals, such as sheep, and their products allows the public to develop their interest and […]
When I think of old houses or antiques, I’m reminded of the Japanese philosophy called wabi-sabi. Loosely translated, it’s the art of finding beauty in imperfection, revering authenticity above all. It celebrates cracks and scratches and all other marks that time, weather, and loving use leave behind. Some of the things that I love best about an old house are […]
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! With love from all of us at Green Hill Farm, Scott, Tonya, Maud, Dash, Clementine, Finn, Olive, Honey and all the sheep ********* Thanks so much for following Fourth Generation Farmgirl!
It is my pleasure to share the lovely artwork of a good friend and talented artist, Donna Whitmore Tuten. The first group of paintings features the beloved animals of Green Hill Farm–past and present, and the second group is a small sampling of Donna’s work. I hope you enjoy it. *NOTE: You may click on individual paintings to view a […]
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” –Anatole France About six weeks ago we were rescued by Dash–a Pointer/ Border Collie mix (we think). Thanks to a compassionate and dedicated volunteer at a local animal shelter, Dash’s picture appeared on Facebook as a dog urgently in need of a family. Since our 15-year-old friend, […]
“For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee; For all things fair we hear or see, Father in heaven, we thank Thee!” –Ralph Waldo Emerson “God has two dwellings; one in heaven, and the other in a meek and thankful heart.” –Izaak Walton