Friday Farm Favorites
“I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.” ~Jean Cocteau Have a great weekend!!
Life Lessons
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 […]
Friday Farm Favorites
Home Sweet Home I enjoy traveling as well as experiencing and learning new things; however, after being on vacation the last couple of weeks, it’s really nice to be home again. I always miss Green Hill Farm and all of our sweet animals when Farmguy and I are away. Coming home to this special place fills my heart with […]
Till the End
Most days I feel grateful to live on Green Hill Farm, surrounded by the natural beauty of the mountains and pastures as well as my farm animals and pets. It’s not always easy, but I do feel enriched by the work that I do here and the special interactions I have with my animals. **In memory of Clover, Hamish, and Ivy…my beloved sheep who passed away this year.
The Happiness Tag
I received a wonderful surprise today when I was notified that I’d been nominated for The Happiness Tag by my creative and inspiring friend and fellow blogger, Judy from Edwina’s Episodes. Judy expressed in her nomination that my blog “always cheers her up.” I was touched by her lovely gesture and compliment. I was also happy to hear that my […]
Fun with Farmgirl
Originally posted on Meals With Mel:
Hi everyone and happy Monday! Things have sure been busy here in Texas recently and when we are not busy we’ve been out of town. Recently we took a lovely trip to Virginia to meet up with a good blogging friend of mine, Tonya, from Fourth Generation Farm Girl. So here’s a little peek at…
The Weekly Bleat
“Be content with what you have, rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.” ~Lao Tzu
The Other
*This is simply an account of a personal experience. I shall not debate any aspect of politics, religion, or cultural issues on this blog. Disrespectful comments will be deleted. Thank you. Not too long ago, I visited a quaint town north of the Rappahannock River in Virginia—a place with lovely architecture, scenic views, upscale shops, galleries, and restaurants. One day, as I was exploring the town, I decided to go into one of the art galleries. I entered and exchanged a few niceties with the salesperson. Accustomed to tourists, she asked where I was from. “Virginia,” I answered. “What part of Virginia?” she probed. “I live between Roanoke and Lynchburg,” I said. To which she responded, “Oh, you’re from the other Virginia.” Let me just say…..I knew what she meant. Her tone and facial expression conveyed arrogance and superiority. It was a comment that carried a negative connotation regarding a particular view of the political, religious, and cultural identities of people living south of the Rappahannock River–what some historians call the “grits line.” I glanced in her direction and smiled. Because, y’all know in the other Virginia, many of us are taught the old adage: “If you can’t say something nice, then don’t say anything at all.” So, I continued to walk around, viewing the artwork silently. As I made my way through the gallery, these questions crossed my mind. “Is she trying to be offensive? Or, bless her […]
The Weekly Bleat: Grain Treat
Last weekend, Farmguy and I gathered our sheep for their spring shearing. We’ve had a number of warm days since early April with temperatures in the 70’s and 80’s, and the sheep were appearing a bit stressed by the heat. I was happy to finally get a shearing date, but also a little nervous about rain as we seemed to […]
The Day Maud and I Went For a Ride In a UPS Truck
I recently completed this painting of our beloved Maud. “Sweet Maud” is an 11 x 14 acrylic on canvas. It was just an ordinary summer day on Green Hill Farm. I’d been busy all morning with housework and farm chores when I decided to take a little break to relax. After a cup of tea, it was time to […]
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