Posted on February 5, 2026 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
Today’s February sky is amazingly sunny for a day so bitterly cold. Still, I can’t let that old sun fool me, his sunshine is unquestionably losing the battle with winter’s wrath. The weather apps on my phone continue to send out a familiar “ping” as they update me on expectations of more heavy snow, ice, and sleet. They’ve forewarned of potential power outages, the dangers of being outside, and a Level 3 snow emergency has just been issued…meaning county roads are now closed to all travelers except for emergency vehicles.
I want a large pantry so bad. I need it and yet, there is literally no room in this home for one. We only have three small closets, one in each bedroom. UGH!
Oh Carol – I absolutely understand! The closets here are dinky, except the one in the family room which someone added, and it’s full of coats and boots. Let’s put our heads together and brainstorm-do you have room for a skinny cupboard? How about a small, critter-proof outdoor shed – keep it close to the house similar to an old-fashioned summer kitchen? I know you’ll get creative and find a wonderful idea – let me know!
We sold our little farm in the country last spring and moved into town. Our very old farm house had a wonderful pantry and we enclosed a small porch and opened a doorway from the pantry into that area and it became the ‘far pantry’ for lack of a better name. I had so much stuff! With an empty nest I didn’t need to do all the canning, baking and cooking I had been used to doing and didn’t need all that space. So we sure had to downsize and now I have no pantry in our tiny home in town, yet we have everything we need to be a warm and welcoming home where friends gather and coffee or tea are always a moment away. So I guess I’m still a Farmgirl but just in a new location!
I’ve had all kinds of pantries over the years. We were a family of nine and lived an hour away from a big grocery store, so it was imperative to have food storage. There was a small room off the kitchen that served us well. In those days I ground wheat and made bread. The grinder sounded like a jet engine and it was nice to be able to shut the door. In one of our houses the pantry was under the stairs. Now, as empty nesters, we live out in the country again. There is a long utility room off the kitchen. We have a washer and dryer and laundry sink on one side with the water heater at the end corner. On the opposite side is a long set of upper cabinets with tall open shelves in the middle where I store large canning jars full of dry goods and pretty baskets for extra canning stuff, paper goods etc. My buckets of wheat, oatmeal and dog food stand under the upper cabinets. There is room to hang clothes from the dryer and we have hooks for jackets right by the door to the outside carport. We have a deep freezer right outside that door. This house was built in 1970 and full of dark paneling. It took us 4 coats of white pant to transform our pantry. Now I love it! The idea is one can use spaces for multi purposes.
Oh, can you please show us how your completed pantry turns out? I always seem to pick up good ideas, seeing others thought out plans. And thank you for the beautiful snow pictures. In North Carolina, we get some snow, but it melts the next day or so. Many thanks!
Never enough storage space! Our country home is only 35 years old and I wish I had included a pantry in the planning. I use the basement for our extra freezer and have shelves there for canned goods, empty jars, extra paper goods, etc. I lack enough room in my kitchen to store every thing I need. I turned the closet that is in the hall near the kitchen to a mini pantry. I purchased a metal rolling rack with 5 wire shelves. It’s used for crock pots, air fryer. waffle iron, food processor and things that don’t fit in my kitchen cupboards. The closet is still large enough to hold some coats and cleaning supplies in one end. Outdoor wear and boots are in the built-on garage. Unfortunately you don’t have that option, but I’m convinced that you’re going to come with something clever!
A little tinkering with color as I try to imagine this old farmhouse in the Winter of 1864…
“The New Year was ushered in with a wind that blew almost a hurricane, and reminded one of the stormy nights when witches are said in old nursery legends to be abroad in their work of mischief. The cold was intense, penetrating everywhere, freezing every thing, not guarded by artificial heat, that could be frozen, and exceeding in degree the cold on any New Year’s Day ever known by the ‘oldest inhabitant.’ ” ~Unknown Journalist, Cincinnati, Ohio, 1864
Happy New Year to all my Farmgirl Friends – I hope your 2026 winter days are filled with warm slippers, cozy quilts, & laughter!
As I sit down to write, I’m greeted with the familiar feel of January…the old maple trees outside my window are unwavering against the fierce blowing winds. The electric company has already been out this morning to trim away a branch leaning on the power lines. With nothing but open fields surrounding the farmhouse, those winds have little resistance. Old Man Winter seems deliriously happy to find every way possible to sneak inside…lath and plaster are nothing against his strong will! And while temperatures over the last month have been swinging 40 degrees up and down, I do believe that now we are settling into winter.
It’s always a treat to read your posts. You certainly have your work cut out for you just getting through the frigid weather! Glad you are taking the time to appreciate the slowing down at this time of year. If you are anything like me, (and I think you are), the winter weather is all the encouragement I need to stay inside with a cozy fire going and tackle some indoor projects. Right now I’m reorganizing every part of our home, and loving every minute!
Praying the pipes are tucked in warm and toasty for the winter.
Enjoy the season and all of its gifts. Blessings…
Hi Daisy, thanks so much for stopping by to visit. So far, pipes are all good and new furnace is absolutely delightful. The weather’s been so up and down, but this week it’s single digits at night…brrr! Folks farther north really have snow and cold, so I can’t complain…truly, I’ll take this over those 90 degree summer days! And you’re so right…I do think we’re alike, YES, let’s stay indoors and get a jump on some things…the indoors for me, does get a little ignored when warm weather comes around!
Oh…my….!!! That first photo looks more like a Southern mansion or English manor house than an old farmhouse. We who live in the cold climates always have our winter prep and chores to do, no? My “intense cold prep” (i.e., hooking up heaters in the basement bathroom and furnace room stairwell so water pipes don’t freeze, etc.) don’t usually kick in until we get to -15 – -20º so I guess I’m “luckier” than you (somehow that doesn’t compute LOL). It’s already happened for a few couple of week-long spells this winter but, right now, we’re in a holding pattern and it looks like we will actually be above 0 for the week. I’m glad you’ve settled into the comfort part of winter and still have your children’s company to enjoy. And for the record, yes, my Christmas greens are still up and the soft white lights are still twinkling. Those, and the candlelight, are about all that keep the winter’s dark at bay in this season of cold.
Happy Winter, Robin! Ha mansion, no way…Victorian Italianate built in 1864 that still needs oodles of TLC. I’d love to take it back to it’s original look, but Victorian just isn’t my style…so I like to imagine it’s a few decades older. I found all the old US Ag paperwork…”back in the day” horses, cattle, dairy cattle, sheep, and pigs were on the farm – would love to have been here then. And I know that your winter is much harsher than mine…-15, that’s brutal! Keep warm, keep cozy, and enjoy the quiet.
I love reading about your winter activities and your pictures are so beautiful. I live in NC and we had a warm spell of 60 and 70s the past few days. Makes winter feel weird when it’s warm. The past few years our Edgeworthia plant did not bloom because of the warm spells in January. I will get my snowy feels with your posts! Thanks!
Thanks Anita, I appreciate your kind words and for taking the time to comment. I love living with the 4 seasons…I can’t imagine a green, summery winter. But then when there’s lots of ice, it does get a little tricky here. Sending a bit of cool winter weather down south for your Edgeworthia!
Hi Mary, It’s very cool that you do hearth cooking! In New England, we are hunkering down, here, too. The wind this winter has been awful, as well. I suspect it is from the trees that were cleared down a few years back for cows that new neighbors have. I love the cows, but the “wind tunnel” is often scary sounding when that winter air gets blowing. On a side note…I LOVE THAT DOORKNOB! Stay warm and cozy! Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole, Suburban Farmgirl
Hi Nicole, thanks…I took my first hearth cooking class 25 years ago, and I was hooked. Hunkering down is the best in winter…the holiday whirlwind is over and we can just unwind a bit. Oh, thank you…I had a locksmith make a skeleton key for me…I think he thought I was crazy, but when you love old things, what’s a girl to do?!
Mary, I enjoyed reading your article and was carried away to your cozy home through your words. I live in the NW and we have been having an unseasonably warm winter so far. Not a single snowflake. Even with warmer weather, it still feels like a good time to hunker down and tackle some indoor projects. I am so happy to find your blog. I’m missing my MaryJane magazine and was so sad to get the news that it won’t be published any longer. Your blog is filling a void for me. Thank you!!
Hi Lucy, sending wishes for at least a few snowflakes! So glad you found your way here, it’s terrific to “meet” you, and thank you for your thoughtful words.
And I have wonderful news, MaryJane’s magazine WILL continue! If you follow this link, you can read her plans for future issues…
Mary, Your articles are so inspiring and wonderful! I love reading about all the things you do. Happy New Year to you and yours. Hope this year is truly a good one for you and your family. Looking forward to your next blog.
Oh many thanks, Joan – so sweet of you to say. Sending happy New Year’s wishes to you as well! Thanks for taking the time to stop by and visit with me.
Oh my word, Mary. I finally sat down to catch on reading my favorite blogs posts (yours!!) and this one was so good!!!! I loved everything you said. And I’m right with you, Sister!
So happy we are starting another year blogging together for MaryJanesFarm. Aren’t we the luckiest???
Happiest of new years, Dori! Awww thanks – and yes I’m so, so happy to start a new Farmgirl year with you and Nicole! Absolutely lucky beyond words to have this amazing Sisterhood of new friends to share so much with!
Posted on December 11, 2025 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
The Farmer’s Almanac has predicted a “cold and snowy” winter for the Midwest, and so far, the predictions are spot on. This weekend the expected overnight temperatures are 4 degrees Fahrenheit. Brrr!
From the basement (or is cellar a better word for a room you can’t fully stand up in, that sports a dirt floor, and several trees are support beams holding up the house? No kidding.) I hear the busy chatter of a local crew installing a new furnace…I’m so grateful that it will be in place to keep this 161-year-old farmhouse toasty before the winds howl and the snow piles up around the doors. And while the new furnace and a cozy fire are perfect for these shivery December days, they’re not all that will take the chill out of a month that can be bitterly cold. Both homes and hearts can be warmed by the glow of the holiday season.
Merry Christmas Sweet Mary…. Another beautiful post – you never disappoint. What a comforting (albeit budget-stretching) thought to be having a new furnace installed ahead of the for-sure-and-for-certain cold this winter will (and already has!) brought. After my nightmare last year with the non-working furnace issues, I’ll vow I will never take for granted again being able to wake up to – or come home to – heat. Great ideas for keeping Christmas in our hearts. As I just commented on Jacky’s (“Dicky Bird’s”) post, though, I won’t be doing much baking/cooking this year even though that has always been a large part of Christmas for me. The whole GF thing makes it difficult and the kids really don’t eat much of that stuff anyway (sometimes I question whether they’re proper relation to me LOL). Gifts, too, are simpler (why buy things they don’t want/need?) but I’ve probably decorated even more than I have in the last several years. No one other than me to enjoy them but enjoy them I do…a little light in the dark of winter (and a great way of procrastinating less enjoyable tasks). Again I find myself wishing we were closer neighbors.
Robin, you are always so kind in your comments…thank you for taking the time to come by. Yes, the furnace is up and running…ahhh, so warm. However; after that, French drain had a leak and new laws don’t allow gray and black water to be separate any longer – oh I’ve learned so much. (Is it awful to admit I didn’t even know this old house had a French drain, or what it was?!) Simple gifts are just fine…decorate for YOU and do the holidays YOUR way. Give yourself grace and spend these days doing what makes YOUR heart happy. And I couldn’t agree more…kindred spirits.
Thank you Mary for another wonderful post! The reminders to take life slow and simple are appreciated! Timing is perfect for the new burner installation! Merriment and blessings to you and your family this Christmas and throughout 2026!
Gae
Farmgirl 7534
From a snowy Northeast this morning
Awww, thank you Gae…I appreciate your thoughtful comments. For me, while there’s much to do, it just seems to be helpful to slow down where I can. I love this time of hibernation…it keeps me from all that horrid weeding in the heat of summer! Enjoy these days…have a wonderful Christmas and Happiest of New Years!
Thank you so much Mary for another wonderful post. I have been on bed rest for the past month after a surgery. So I am really behind. But, I need to go slow and enjoy every minute of the Christmas season. If I do not get everything finished well that’s okay. There’s always next year.
Merry Christmas and. happy New Year.
Debbie
Farmgirl #1582
Hi Debbie, thanks for stopping by…I hope you’re on the mend and feeling better! Don’t fret about being behind…somehow, all the important things get done, and if things get passed over, that’s okay, too. Take care of yourself! Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and Happy 2026!
Donna – thanks so much! Sending wishes right back to you for a wonderful Christmas and New Year. And thanks for stopping by…I know how busy the days can be. I appreciate it!
Hi Julia, you’re certainly welcome…thanks for coming to visit. I hope your holidays are full of fun and a bit of magic. (We’re never too old for that!) Happy New Year, too!
I know Mary Jane magazine is ending subscription…and after being a customer for SO MANY years….I hate it but know we all need a life….retirement…REST ….so while Im sad…will you and any other girls with your own sites like this…still be writing ? Love anything country and “ole fashion” Thanks for all your posts and time spent putting them together
Posted on November 6, 2025 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
This morning I find myself smiling (highly entertained I might add) as I watch several barn cats zipping around the backyard in an attempt to catch the golden leaves that are swirling down from nearby oak trees. I stand and stare, fascinated, as they revel in every bit of this light-hearted fun on a fine November morning. There’s a method to their madness, as the saying goes. Each cat will sit, studying a single leaf as it begins the long descent. Bushy cat tails are flicking back and forth, and soon, no longer able to stand the wait; the cats jump, pounce, and then scamper off in another direction! There they will sit and wait until the next cascade of leaves and it begins all over again.
Greetings Mary-
Again a wonderful post, thank you! I recently noticed a bumper sticker that read ‘live simply so others can simply live.’ Simplicity and supporting local businesses as much as possible is my new focus. Two little towns over has a new wonderful Farmgirl style florist. A spectacular addition to the new roadside stands that opened this summer. Recently visited the shop with a friend. She pointed out a vintage cake stand she loved but didn’t purchase. I just forwarded your post and suggested she go back and buy the cake stand!!!
Thank you for sharing your pie recipe!
Wishing you and your family a Thanksgiving full of love and wonderful memories.
Awww thanks for your kind words Gae! What a coincidence, a cute little roadside flower stand opened this summer about a mile away from us, and then a mile the opposite direction is a produce stand – I love these little pop-up markets! Keep me posted if your friend goes back for the cake stand-sometimes things just tug at our hearts, and they need to find their way home with us. And I hate that feeling of having passed up something, that was a terrific price, only to go back and find out it is gone. Wishing her luck it’s still there, and maybe they’re having a pre-holiday sale! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving-sweet and simple.
Hi Sylvia – sometimes it’s easier said than done, it can be a busy, noisy world. I once heard, “This is life. Don’t miss it.” so I’m trying hard to keep that in mind – we can all do this-one step at a time! Thanks for stopping by!
Happy Thanksgiving Mary and Family. I love your blog this month, Live Simply. Something I am still trying to conquer and I will! Thank you for the beautiful way your remind us just to Live Simply, so easy🧡
Hi Debbie, absolutely, we will! When you say it that way, it does sound easy. One step at a time, being our authentic selves, cheering each other on, and listening to our hearts. Appreciate you stopping by to visit!
Oh sorry, Joann that your comment was lost-thanks for coming back to write it again! That sounds like the perfect “reduce reuse recycle” – please share any tips that you have, I’m sure you’ve learned so much practicing that this year!
I recently read a quote that really spoke to me. It was something about really living each day, because this isn’t a dress rehearsal. Take time to enjoy simple things. Tune out some of the busyness.
Absolutely so true Linda. I’ve heard that quote as well. I also remember hearing we all get caught up in thinking that “real life” is a little farther down the road. I think there’s an art to saying no so we avoid some of that busyness-and sometimes that’s “no” just for today, sometimes it’s “no” because it’s not something we ever want to do! We have to decide how to spend the time we’re given-you’ve nailed it: enjoy!
Such a beautiful post, and a timely reminder.
I try to keep things as simple as possible. There are enough complications in life without me adding to them 🙂
Thank you Jules…and you are perfectly spot on. There are many things we can’t control, but if we try to spend our time slowing down, even just a bit, “pulling focus” as I’ve heard it called, I think we’ll be going the right direction. And you are…you inspire me!
So many wonderful ideas to ponder here. It really is the simple things in life that matter and that are retained in our memories. I remember a night when I had my mom to myself (in a family of 5 kids), and she lit candles at the kitchen table and we ate together. Fifty plus years later, it still fills my heart.
Some of my favorite simple things are baking bread, listening to the songbirds in the morning, noticing the array of colors in autumn leaves in my yard, and a warm cup of homemade cocoa (just dark cocoa powder and coconut sugar added to plant milk) on a cold, winter morning.
We are kindred spirits in the pleasure we find in simple things. Blessings…
Hi Daisy! I love that memory…I can see candles at the table and you both talking about your day, or plans, or dreams. And that you remember that sweet time together, after 50 years, is a testament to just how important those moments are. As I’ve joked, I can’t remember what I had for dinner yesterday, but I can remember working in the garden with my grandmother, and the dandelions my kids picked for me. Yes, kindred spirits indeed!
‘Tis a gift to be simple…truly and well said. Unfortunately, being “simple” can be one of the most difficult things to achieve. I guess that’s why it’s such a gift when achieved. I believe there are so many different “levels” of simple. Many could look at my world and declare it “simple”…yet the “busyness” in my mind begs for me to disagree – and vehemently so. It’s hibernation season here in Nod, so I will turn even a bit more inward. The “winter chores,” however lurk and, in many ways, I feel like I am just trading one kind of “busyness’ for another. I do believe that “simpleness” is more of a journey than a destination…and I have miles and miles to go.
Without a doubt, Robin, you’re right…simple can sometimes be challenging to achieve…yes, “levels’ is right. Some things I do are easy…bake bread, hang laundry, settle in with a good book. While other things are beyond my control: crowded shops or fussy people. And oh-so true, a busy mind! So much to do, so little time. I’m right there with you! I’m ready for hibernation…outdoor chores, even though helping me to live in a simpler way (gardening, preserving, open spaces to enjoy) require constant physical work; however good they are for my waistline! Let’s take steps toward “simpleness”, one at a time. And having miles to go is just fine…we all do. As I’ve heard said: Aspire to live quietly, mind your own affairs, and work with your hands…good advice for me!
October is absolutely, positively, without question, my very favorite month of the year! Each morning I open the door to cool, crisp temperatures and bright blue skies. The days are fresh and new, just waiting to be filled!
I love all of your sceneries, Displays, Just EVERYTHING!
I would love to have your recipe for that cherry pie, it looks Delicious!
Thank you for sharing.
Hi Jeretta, thanks for all the kind words! I’m happy to share the pie crust recipe…I’ll add it to next month’s post (the filling isn’t homemade though; I buy it at a little Amish market – shhh!)
Gae, thank you. Keeping it real though…that farmgirl life means dirt under my nails and farmgirl hair (don’t care!) There’s still much that needs doing to this old farm, and the days pass too quickly, but it’s where I want to be. Thank you for stopping to read up on my little corner of the world.
Your magazine is so refreshing always.Thanks for bringing me back to my little ‘farm girl’ growing up years, as I’m 91 now. The true use of ‘waste not, want not’ & ‘make do’ as I remember. Blessings to You!
You sound like me when I first discovered MaryJane’s Farm! Someone shared a magazine with me ages ago, and I was hooked. Finally, other wanna-be farmgirls like me…it didn’t matter where we lived, it was truly a sisterhood. And Happy 91…yay! Thank you so much for stopping by to say “hi!”
Oh thank you Donna…I just love this season, and it goes by way too quickly for me. They say it will be a cold and snowy winter…I have to say, I do hope I get snowed in!
This post checked absolutely every one of the boxes of my October heart. I do miss the days of bonfires, s’mores, pumpkin carving and such….but it’s life as I know it now. Hermitage has its price. 😉 I have, however, brought out much of my beloved Halloween decor…probably more than I have in several years. It may take me to Christmas and then some to get it all put away again, but it makes my heart happy if I don’t think of that part. How I’d love to have a soup supper with you in Maizy!! We definitely must me her SOON!
Robin, I had a feeling you were an October girl…not too hot, not too cold – practically perfect in every way, as the saying goes. Don’t ever think you need a crowd for that bonfire or pumpkin carving…do what makes your heart happy. Make it a small fire and enjoy that ooey-gooey s’more. There have been times I’m the only one home by the fire or pulling the squishy insides out of a pumpkin…I do it for me. If others are home to join in; great! If not, I do it anyway. I remember hearing someone say; “This is life, don’t miss it.” Let’s both have a small-ish bonfire Halloween night – across the miles!
Mary,
October is my absolute favorite month of the year too! You and I live in the same state of the Midwest and I’ve often wondered just how far apart we are. I love to see when they harvest the cornfields and then all the birds that come for the pickin’s.
Love your quilts and pumpkins and look forward to seeing Maizy sometime.
Until next time,
Denise
FG #43
Yay, another October fan! The corn is just being taken out now, and you’re so right…the fields are filled with crows and starlings enjoying a feast. The pumpkins are so easy to make, give one a try, and Maizy will be in a future post, I promise!
What a beautiful scene you’ve created for the onset of autumn. It sounds like my kind of dream! I enjoy scratch pumpkin soup made velvety smooth. Hot cocoa that warms me after a day of raking and shredding leaves to add to the garden. Hay rides, harvest festivals and quiet mornings listening to the birds sing are seasonal favorites. Enjoy these gorgeous fall days, with all of their magic and wonder.
Posted on September 11, 2025 by Rural Farmgirl Mary Murray
This month we find the days wavering somewhere between Summer and Fall; it’s time for a shift of seasons.
“We are in for a spell of perfect weather now, every day luminous, every night brimmed with stars. Picnics at noon, supper by the applewood fire at night, a walk in the cool moonlight before bed.” -Gladys Taber
Jeretta-I agree, it’s my favorite season! Just as you said-the amazing colors and perfect weather – I’m ready for a bonfire and s’mores now! Thank you for stopping by this morning!
Fall time seems to bring everything alive…beautiful colors, cooler evenings, and a settling of nature. We are blessed with harvesting of our gardens and a time of reflection of the past summer and the future seasons to come. True enjoyment for our soul.
So true, Loretta – I love how you said it’s “true enjoyment for our soul.” When the winter winds blow, opening a jar of summer’s tomato sauce will bring back those warmer days. It’s a welcome time to “put by” but also to look forward to a settling – Mother Nature needs a rest and so do we!
Mary-
I also love Fall. I have pumpkins and orange cone flowers mixed together in the garden now. The baskets you have recently found, and are enjoying, look to be Longaberger. I have both and, as a quilter, I have fabric in my picnic basket! The chicken coop is beautiful. Always enjoy your posts.
Hi Gae, oh pumpkins and orange coneflowers paired together would be beautiful! And you’re absolutely right, they are Longaberger – good eye! I don’t know if you have ever seen their original office – it’s shaped like an enormous market basket – very clever. Thanks for your kind words, enjoy the rest of the weekend!
Yes Mary, I had visited Longaberger! It was a wonderful place, have the apple basket and also made a basket in the factory. Did you ever visit? My friend Diane had been a consultant. She and I are actually thinning our collections if you know anyone who may be interested, let me know.
Looking forward to your next post; your farmgirl life is so beautiful!
Oh wow – I didn’t know you could make a basket there…that would have been a great experience! No I’ve never visited, but have driven by on a day trip. Well, the word is out – anyone in the Farmgirl connection looking to add to (or start) their basket collection? Thanks Gae!
I love the mason jars for toting picnic fare! I used to pre-prep snacks for my kids/grandkids by using a pint mason jar and some individual applesauce cups that I had washed out. I put pretzels or fruit or veggies in the jar and then the “dip” went on the applesauce cups which fit right on top of the jars. Put a lid on it and put on the fridge! Great especially for snack items that would get soggy and also easy for the kids to dip without having to reach into the bottom of the jar. 😉
I love the mason jars for toting picnic fare! I used to pre-prep snacks for my kids/grandkids by using a wide mouth pint mason jar and some individual applesauce cups that I had washed out. I put pretzels or fruit or veggies in the jar and then the “dip” went in the applesauce cups which fit right on top of the jars. Put a lid on it and put in the fridge! Great especially for snack items that would get soggy and also easy for the kids to dip without having to reach into the bottom of the jar. 😉
Hi Dana – that’s a great idea! I can see the applesauce cup being just the right size to sit on top! Stacked in the fridge and the kids can grab a snack whenever they want one – terrific idea – thanks for sharing with us!
I love EVERYTHING about the blog post! I love to think of you and daughter and your little Sunday drives! And I love your picnic basket lunch and snack ideas!!!!
What an enjoyable and calming post!! your pictures are so clear and bright! I love Longaberger baskets…..my best friend started me on a collection a couple years ago and I buy them whenever I see them!! In my sewing room filled w/ fabric, in the living room filled w/books, my bathroom filled w/ toiletries! Ha!! Always on the search….
Enjoy your wonderful drives and snacktime…..memories being made!
Thank you…..Gina
Gina – thanks for stopping by to say hi! Oh I love baskets, too. I have them filled with scrapbook supplies, fabric, special
letters/cards – you’re right, if you keep your eyes open, they pop up in unexpected places and sometimes for a song! And thank you – my daughter’s college age, and I’m so glad for this time to make these memories together. Enjoy your week Gina!
Hi Gina-
I’m also a Longaberger collector/lover and became friends with my Consultant. We are both thinning our collections. For me mostly my baskets in the brown stain and Diane has mentioned her consultant show kit and several pieces from her collection.
I especially enjoy the smaller ones with plastic liners….so useful!! How fun to have been friends with the consultant. I’m afraid that would’ve enabled me even more. Like many years ago when I worked in a fabric store.Ha!!! Thank you for reaching out to me, and I would truly be interested in any. You may wish to thin!!
Well, it took me a bit longer than anticipated to get here, but I’m here! Another lovely post filled with treats for the eye and the mind. We’ve had an odd summer here…late to come, very wet, then very dry. I think some of our “best” summer days were this past week. Highs in the upper 70’s to low 80’s, 50’s-60’s for nights. But that, too, now has ended. Your Sunday drives with your daughter sound wonderful. I can only imagine how beautiful they must be this time of year. Your “girls” are so fortunate to have such lovely “digs” and such a diligent cleaning lady. 😉 Had the “girls” on our farm known of the luxuries extended at your place, they surely would have gone on strike. Hope the roller coaster ride was fun! I’ve not been on one for years.
No worries Robin, the days get busy! Thank you – you always say the nicest things. Well, as far as the girls, I only do a “deep clean” in the spring and fall…they can kick up a fuss and make quite the mess in-between! Hmmm, luxuries you say…I found an old chandelier in the barn…maybe I should hang that in the coop for a little sparkle!
Oh, I adore your picnic basket and totable lunch ideas! No doubt you are making so many wonderful memories together.
Your coop cleaning routine sounds very efficient. We have Omlet coops, and they are very easy to clean, which is one of the reasons we decided on them in the first place. We also place organic straw bales around the run to keep the winter winds at bay. When the weather warms up in spring, they can be used in the outside run or for mulching beds.
I stand with you on my love for all things autumn. It is a magical time of year, before all the hubbub of the holiday season begins. Just enough time to slow down, take stock of all of our blessings, and remember to live in the moment.
Many well wishes to you and your readers.
Hi Daisy, thank you…I’m trying to make those memories. I remember reading ages ago, that the essence of parenting isn’t in the milestones, but in the everyday moments. That’s been my goal…I try hard to be careful, but it’s all so fast. And yes, “magical” is the perfect word for autumn-it’s in the 80’s today, but I can feel the humidity has dropped, yay!
Hello Mary, thank you for sharing your charming post! I love to hear how kindly and compassionately you take care of your chickens, as I am sure you do with the rest of those in your care. The world needs more devoted caretakers like you. Bless you! Tammy
Tammy, you’re words are so kind…thank you very much. Back in the day, I had teenage dreams of being a vet and living in the Yorkshire Dales (sigh…yes, I have read and re-read the James Herriot books dozens of times!) alas, I knew that college classes in biochemistry and physics were not going to be my forte, so I chose another path. Still, animals make my heart happy…what more can a girl ask for?!
The songs of cardinals, blue jays, and wrens at daybreak are the soundtrack of summer. They evoke images of towering sunflowers, county fairs, roadside stands, day trips, road trips, and kicking off our shoes to walk barefoot. Each evening the playlist changes to the gentle song of the mourning dove. It’s said they will “coo” before an approaching rain. Experts will tell us that’s not a scientifically proven way to predict the weather; however, more often than not, I’ve found there’s wisdom in that old farmer’s saying.
While we hold out hope that the August evenings will cool down a little, it just isn’t meant to be. They call these the “dog days of summer” for a reason…weeks so hot and humid that they dash all hopes of a pleasant evening spent porch sitting with family & friends.
Like so many of you, I begin the days early to try and beat the heat. There are gardens to till, flowerbeds to weed, a to-do list to tackle, and oh – did I mention non-stop weeding?
Another fantabulous post Miss Mary! This one, once again, touches my heart and soul so closely…. Not because I go on many “adventure roads” (that happens totally unintentionally…) but because I’ve had a bad case of “barn-heart” since I was small – and it always breaks my heart seeing one being torn down. But none hurt as much as when the current owners of our family farm took our barn down. Knowing it was built by my great grandfather and his brothers and remembering the time I spent inside its worn walls kept warm by nothing other than the animals within, all came flooding back in a wave that threatened to take me down. I had asked for the old door handle and latch but did not get it. 🙁 Anyways…I digress. You certainly found a wonderful variety of great barns. My favorites are always those with the cupolas and “extra” details and those old, old, ones (like the ones of your black-and-white photos). They are so painfully beautiful in such a bittersweet way. ~Robin~ (PS….It has to be a 1957 Aqua Nomad?? Wouldn’t a 1955 deep burgundy one do???)
Awww Robin, thanks so much! You’re such a kindred spirit…it breaks my heart when I drive by a spot where a lovely old barn once was. I know, I know…the repairs are costly, and the talent to make those repairs is practically impossible to find – everone’s in such a “hurry up” mode, they don’t value the old construction. I have a small one I’ve been told to tear down for ages…my feet are firmly planted, NO. Does it need some love? Lots! But there’s handwriting on the walls, and pegs, and coffee can repairs…I won’t do it. If I have to patch her up myself I’ll figure out a way! I’m so sorry to hear about your great-grandparents barn…that is heartbreaking. You have such lovely stories, please jot them all down! Is there any chance that door handle and latch are still around? Knock on that owners door and ask…it absolutely can’t hurt, just maybe…
And you crack me up…you have a Nomad! Soooo jealous, oh I’m open to any color, it’s just that the aqua one will match my 1963 Yellowstone camper (tiny thing that she is – a Nomad should easily pull her).What are the chances…most folks don’t know what I mean when I say Nomad – always a joy to visit with you!
Oh my. You are speaking my language, dear Mary! I first heard the word “barn heart” a decade ago, although I had been “suffering” with it for much longer. I never knew there was a name for this ache I had inside for beautiful, worn barns. What a blessing to have so many wonderful structures in your area. Thank you for sharing with us.
The weather is changing here in North Carolina, so hold tight, fall is on its way!
Continued blessings.
Yay Daisy! I have to say, if we’re gonna suffer, Barn-Heart is the way to do it! You’re so right…there’s so much beauty in those old barns – the worn ones, the weathered ones…the stories they must know. I’m so glad many are still standing as a testament to our pioneer and farming forefathers (and foremothers!) And yes…I think, just think, Fall may have arrived here – oh, so happy!
Oh stone ones would be amazing to see, Jules, and much more weather-resistant. Would love to see them (okay, I admit, own one!) surrounded by a classic stone fence – sigh.
Oh what a beautiful way to start my day! I’m 81 years young and grew up playing in barns and dearly love them. So many of them here in the Midwest are being replaced by steel buildings and it breaks my “barn-heart”. Barns speak of the past without words, of a time when America was young and men were building her future with wooden beams. When I step into an old barn I always feel like I’m in a cathedral, a holy place and it touches my soul. Thank you for this wonderful post.
Oh Deanna, what a lovely comment, so glad this brightened your day! You have been blessed to see so many I’m sure…the Midwest is just wonderful farming country!
I am absolutely captivated by your description…America was young, building her future, being in a holy place – you are a kindred spirit, I couldn’t have said it more poetically. Thank you so much for taking the time to stop by and leave a message.
Thank you for sharing these beautiful pictures and your Sunday adventures. I also love barns and living in mid Michigan there’s no shortage of barns to see and be amazed. My grandparents owned a small farm in Sunfield MI As time passed the farm was sold and the barn was falling apart. Fortunately before it was torn down I along with my brother and husband were permitted to get some of the old wood before hand. We felt so lucky and I use a small piece for a simple shell in our living room🩷
Oh Brenda, I’m so, so glad you were able to get some of the wood from your grandparents barn! Wooden barns are notoriously difficult to keep up, I know from experience, but to have a little piece of one that held such sweet memories, is such a blessing. I’m sure as you pass it each day, just the sight of it makes you happy.
Dear Mary, thank you for this lovely post. I grew up in the mid 1950’s with my grandparents on a farm in upstate NY.
My grandfather purchased the property from a former dairy;Aldrich Farms. In addition to a beautiful house there was a 100 year old magnificent barn that became a playground and sanctuary for me and my brother. It also housed our beloved chicken flock,our many Black Angus,and of course our pigs. I can still hear the piglets squealing when the country vet gave them shots.
Many years have passed and the barn fell when it was 160 years old. I copied your pic of the hand hewn beams and post & beam joints and forward to my brother who still lives there.Our barn had been constructed in the same manner. I will be visiting my brother next month.There will be many barn conversations.And while the land where the barn once stood is vacant it will live forever in our hearts.
Thank you for embracing history,old barns,old ways,etc. I think of the many hands and hearts, the hard work,passion and determination that created these structures and treasured items.Blessings of gratitude to them and the gifts they left behind.
Hope, what sweet, sweet memories you have…thank you so much for sharing them with us. I’m guessing when you close your eyes you can still see the house, the barn, and oh the sound of the darling piglets! Those pictures you shared are from the little barn here…the one that needs TLC, but I’ll not letting it go…with handwriting on the walls, it’s just too much for me to even think about. Do I have the skill? No. Can I find anyone with the skill? Difficult at best. But she’s not getting taken down on my watch!
You’re right…it will live forever in your hearts…the memories, the fragrance of alfalfa and clover, the sounds. Write it all down so it stays in the family…there are stories the younger folks should know and remember. And you’re more than welcome, Hope, how kind of you to say…those “old ways” are just a part of me, a little out-of-step maybe, but we have to be true to our hearts!
I have loved barns my whole life. I remember being young and walking into my grandfather’s barn and the smell of hay ohhh it was wonderful. We use to do Sunday drives when we were kids. So glad I visited tonight.
I agree Cathy, there’s just “something” about the scent of fresh hay, it IS wonderful. And we’re never “too old” for Sunday drives…I’m all for bringing back some of the sweeter things from the past…we need that quiet time without any particular place to be and no rush to get there!
I love this article and so timely! Unfortunately I lost my beloved very old wooden barn to a barn fire this February. We’ve just finished rebuilding the shiny, sparkly new (metal) barn and I do love it – but also very much miss (and grieve!) my lost barn. I saved the door handle on a piece of wood that was on the main slider door (charred and all) … and will be placing it in the new barn which I’m calling Mariah (the place in the Bible where bitter water was turned into sweet water by throwing in the Tree) – my reminder to keep Jesus in all of my life and He turns my bitter (lost barn) into sweet (new barn). God is so good! Oh also, my last name is Barnhart ❤️. Thank you for the beautiful article!
Oh Lisa, your last name makes me smile and is absolutely so perfect for this post! Thank you for stopping by. I’m so sorry to hear about the fire, oh goodness, how scary. I understand, the metal ones go up quickly, are easy to maintain, and will last, but I know how you feel – there’s just something missing. So glad you have the door handle, that’s really a wonderful treasure for Mariah. And I name things as well…my 1963 camper, my 1950 stove, my 1940 sewing machine. I just found an enormous old canning cupboard made of hickory and I’m thinking she may need a name, too!
Valerie, to have the talent to restore a barn is amazing! That’s a lost art…what a wonderful barn it must be. Part of the past, part of now…just magical, thank you for rescuing it!
Beautiful post and photos. I have a collection of barn photos and my honey knows when we drive by an old barn that his job is to slow down so I can get a good look and a pic. I hadn’t heard the term barn heart and it perfectly fits the way it feels to love them.
Kelly it’s fantastic that you’re capturing those old barns…sadly, some of the ones I pictured are no longer around. I know the upkeep is expensive, and the talent is nearly impossible to find…but I wish more were loved and held onto. It sounds like Barn-Heart is an ideal way to describe how you feel!
Until I found MaryJane and her community; I believed that I was the only person who came home from a vacation with more photos of old barns than people. My husband built a barn for us to live in. He then moved 2 grain silos and a windmill in to keep the barn looking like it was always on our little hill in Texas. I painted a big barn quilt to fill what should have been the hay door.
Thank you for a lovely Sunday drive.
Sandy, I’m right there with you…beach, sure, but old barns on a road trip, that’s what catches my interest! Oh I’m so crazy about the idea of adding silos and a windmill to your home…and the barn was built by hand. What an amazing story and treasure to share and to pass on! And yes, painted quilt patterns are a part of many barns here, too…it all sounds perfect.
Rainbows & rainstorms, heat & humidity, flowers and fruit…welcome July! So far summer has brought us abundant rain, incredible heat, and formidable wind gusts. We tied down everything that might blow away, slipped on raincoats and boots to unclog gutters before dawn, and tried to beat the heat with homemade ice cream and root beer floats.
Growing up in the northeast, “knee high by the 4th of July was an important saying for our corn crops. With a shorter growing season we had to get it planted as soon as was safe to be able get the corn to that growth on time. Hoping the weather cooperated.
I too have collected many aprons over the years. It seems as though I always wear the same select few. I like the idea of turning the towels into aprons. I wear mine full so would probably change the idea up a little to make it that way. So many possibilities. Thanks for the inspiration!
I have grandma’s recipes and my mom’s. I have used them to make all sorts of pickled items including bread and butters. Love them. It’s such a blessing to carry on the traditions!
I agree with you as I wear a full apron daily too. I love the above ideas but think it wouldn’t be too difficult to add a second towel for the top and two ribbons to tie behind the neck. Now I just need to find some towels! I may check out some antique shops to look for some cute vintage patterned ones. Cooking, cleaning, gardening… I wear my aprons for it all and would feel bare without one!
Oh what a terrific idea, another tea towel at the top or two stitched together to give it a little more fullness…let me know if you whip up your own version! Aren’t those old recipes treasures? I agree…carrying on the old traditions keeps all those sweet memories for the next generation.
I usually make zucchini relish I just opened my last jar just in time for the new batch to be made.
My gardens are happy and healthy and for a minute weed free.
I have different aprons for different times. One for one rug hooking one for cooking one for gardening.
Great post! and boy you will have corn early.
Oh Cathy, weed-free is a dream here! It’s been nearly impossible to keep up with them. Zucchini relish is so good…like you, I just opened the last jar of hot-pepper jam. Soon it’ll be time to make more! And you’re right…this morning I could smell the sweetness of the corn in the air as it’s all just begun to tassel. Time flies!
Ahhh…Pickling!! It is a memory permanently etched in my head. My family loved pickles…of any kind (but mostly the dill sliced or whole variety). I did NOT like pickling season as my job was to help pick the cucumbers and then clean the the cucumbers. I would sit on the step of an old cement foundation that held the topper to my father’s old pick-up truck (which he didn’t use in the summer because he needed it to haul things (i.e., hay, etc.) with a bucket of water, a bucket of cucumbers, and scrub all the “nubbies” off. I think maybe that is why I decided I didn’t like pickles LOL. Everyone in my family LOVED pickles…and it is a trait that must be embedded in the family’s genetic code somewhere as my son would prefer them to candy any day growing up…and my grand is the same way. And while my mother wasn’t a big apron-wearer (she was a full-fledged partner in the farm duties), she certainly had 1001 “old sayings.” I could write not just a novel, but a series of novels. 😉
Robin, what absolutely wonderful memories…jot them all in a memory book to pass down! Oh those nubbies…that makes me laugh, I understand completely. Yes, please…write those novels! Your sweet farm memories are too precious not to be put to paper. I’ll need an autographed copy, please!
What wonderful memories. I bet they just fill you up! Your apron is darling. I love how you repurposed a simple tea towel into something even more functional. Enjoy the rain. Here in the Piedmont of NC, we are as dry as a bone. Continued blessings…
Hi Daisy, thanks…those early days had an impact on me, I feel like I’m following in my grandmother’s footsteps. Hope you’ve had some rain by now…would love to send you some, we’re about to float away! (And don’t get me started on the humidity that rain brings!)
It’s nearly the Summer Solstice…the longest day of the year; how can it be June already? I don’t want to jinx it, but these early days of June are Fall-like with cooler than normal temperatures and no humidity…for me, it’s practically perfect. Garden planting and farm clean-up are being done without the heat and oppressive humidity so often found this time of year. For us, July and August are typically the most uncomfortable months, so there’s still plenty of time for the weather to change, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Oh, to find a spot where the high temperature in summer is no more than 70 degrees!
On this breezy morning, it’s a joy to see peonies, iris, and wildflowers blooming. And for a few brief moments, each blossom, dotted with morning dew, catches the sunshine and seems to glow. Barn swallows have returned, and true to their name, are swooping in and out of the barn building their nests. Bluebirds are at the feeders and mockingbirds can be heard singing throughout the night…this is a lighthearted and happy time.
I love your enthusiasm. I am 91 years old. Lost my dear husband last November. Life is so lonely w/o him. Your magazine is such a comfort, especially niw. I frew up on a small farm in southern MO—memories! Thank You, Ms Martha
Oh Martha, you’re so kind to stop by and say Hi – thank you! A small Missouri farm sounds like a wonderful place to grow up…you must have such delightful memories. I’m sorry for the loss of your husband, losing someone close is so hard. I hope the sweet memories you have will bring you comfort. Please drop a note anytime…it’s so good to “meet” you, Mary
All good ideas for summer fun! We live on a river so sitting on the deck in the cool of the morning for coffee, listening to the river’s song is a gift. Also, your crone’s apron is the same as one of my own favorites but hers looks to be in far better condition.😊
Hi Debbie, your description of a cool morning on the river sounds so perfect! Relaxing, calming, just what we need in this busy, busy world. You’re right, what a gift! Oh and my apron is a little worse for the wear, too…rain, sun, wind has given her a little rumpled look!
My family looks forward to going to the beach more which is minutes from us. It is my happy and peaceful place.
We also enjoy the farmers market, festivals and junking anything outdoors.
Oh how I love summer but for me it is always too short. So we will enjoy it while we can.
Happy Summer everyone.
Minutes from the beach…wow, what a great way to unwind, Debbie! And “yay” to all those things – I can see you visiting the farmers’ market for some great food to take to the beach – perfect! And you’re so right – enjoy it while we can, every minute of every day…have fun at the beach!
It seems Ohio girls think alike for summer activities! I have already gone berry picking (9 buckets of strawberries), planted some herbs and a garden, took some treats to the neighbors, and taken some “Sunday drives” (mine were on a weekday though). I plan to make a bird bath and a scarecrow soon too! I hope you’re staying cool in this heat wave. Have fun with all your summer activities.
Hi to another Buckeye Farmgirl! Heather, you’re spot on doing all the things that make for a terrific farmgirl summer! And I love that your “Sunday” drives, don’t have to be on a Sunday…it can be any time you can get away for some quiet time. Oh, tell me how you’re making a bird bath…what a clever idea. And yes, keep cool as well…the weather this week has been a scorcher!
Ahhh, the merry month of May! This month seems to put a spring in our steps and beckon us outdoors…the days feel easy-breezy! If you stopped by the farmhouse today, you’d find the windows open and see the old tobacco cloth curtains gently swaying back and forth. What a joy to feel that breath of fresh air…almost as if it’s blowing all the stuffiness out of a home that’s been tightly buttoned up against months of Winter storms.
I bought a lot of ‘things’ in my younger days at garage sales, junk stores, etc., and still enjoy them in my ‘old age’…and they will last longer than me for sure !
Sounds as if you like to “rescue “ too, Donna! You’ll have to tell me what kinds of treasures you’ve discovered – isn’t it great how some things can be found for a song or for free and they just make us smile?!
Great finds. Especially the sewing machine. I had a white in a cabinet similar with the knee lever too. Unfortunately I had to downsize when we moved and had to pass it on.
I was wondering if missed something, did you post an after photo of the very first chair? I don’t see one of the chair with the criss cross back and seat.
I definitely need to find an instruction manual for the sewing machine – so cool to know that you had one as well! And no, I didn’t post the crisscross back chair because I was more in love with the metal one ;). I’ll add a picture next post!
So relaxing to read this early AM for me. I’m having a yard sale with no customers so you brought hope to me. I love freebies but I just enjoy the beauty of like.
Good morning Opal – sending you the best wishes that customers will flock to your sale! I’m sure you have goodies that will be just what someone is looking for – good luck, and thank you so much for stopping by to say Hi this morning.
Such a lovely post Mary. I think I was born a repurposer and rescuer – or, at the very least, became one at a very early age. One of my earliest “found” treasures was a child’s rocker (sans one arm which my BIL fixed by fashioning two new ones several years later). It was found while visiting the dump with my father when I was perhaps 6 or 7? I still have that rocker today and my little grand now uses it at “Gigi’s” house. And to many’s chagrin, I claimed an old (empty and relocated) outhouse as a playhouse. About the same time, I claimed the topper on my father’s pickup truck (which he took off in the summer for haying, etc.) as my schoolhouse. I could go on and on, but I’ll spare you (and me) LOL. I must say, your treasures are a bit more sophisticated. 😉
Oh Robin – I LOVE your treasures – what sweet memories! The rocker that’s been saved to be handed down long before you knew it would be. The outhouse – oh I can see making that a garden shed, and the schoolhouse – no, no not unsophisticated at all! What a clever, creative soul you have always been. Those are the ideas that inspire us all!
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
~ Mark Twain
Debbie Bosworth
is a certified farmgirl at heart. She’s happily married to her beach bum Yankee husband of 20 years. She went from career gal to being a creative homeschooling mom for two of her biggest blessings and hasn’t looked back since. Debbie left her lifelong home in the high desert of Northern Nevada 10 years ago and washed up on the shore of America’s hometown, Plymouth, MA, where she and her family are now firmly planted. They spend part of each summer in a tiny, off–grid beach cottage named “The Sea Horse.”
“I found a piece of my farmgirl heart when I discovered MaryJanesFarm. Suddenly, everything I loved just made more sense! I enjoy unwinding at the beach, writing, gardening, and turning yard-sale furniture into ‘Painted Ladies’ I’m passionate about living a creative life and encouraging others to ‘make each day their masterpiece.’”
Being a farmgirl is not
about where you live,
but how you live.
Rebekah Teal
is a “MaryJane Farmgirl” who lives in a large metropolitan area. She is a lawyer who has worked in both criminal defense and prosecution. She has been a judge, a business woman and a stay-at-home mom. In addition to her law degree, she has a Masters of Theological Studies.
“Mustering up the courage to do the things you dream about,” she says, “is the essence of being a MaryJane Farmgirl.” Learning to live more organically and closer to nature is Rebekah’s current pursuit. She finds strength and encouragement through MaryJane’s writings, life, and products. And MaryJane’s Farmgirl Connection provides her a wealth of knowledge from true-blue farmgirls.
“Keep close to Nature’s heart … and break clear away once in awhile to climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods, to wash your spirit clean.”
~ John Muir
Cathi Belcher
an old-fashioned farmgirl with a pioneer spirit, lives in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. As a “lifelong learner” in the “Live-Free-or-Die” state, she fiercely values self-reliance, independence, freedom, and fresh mountain air. Married to her childhood sweetheart of 40+ years (a few of them “uphill climbs”), she’s had plenty of time to reinvent herself. From museum curator, restaurant owner, homeschool mom/conference speaker, to post-and-beam house builder and entrepreneur, she’s also a multi-media artist, with an obsession for off-grid living and alternative housing. Cathi owns and operates a 32-room mountain lodge. Her specialty has evolved to include “hermit hospitality” at her rustic cabin in the mountains, where she offers weekend workshops of special interest to women.
“Mountains speak to my soul, and farming is an important part of my heritage. I want to pass on my love of these things to others through my writing. Living in the mountains has its own particular challenges, but I delight in turning them into opportunities from which we can all learn and grow.”
“Wherever you go, no matter the weather, always bring your own sunshine.”
~ Anthony J. D’Angelo
Dori Troutman
Dori Troutman is the daughter of second generation cattle ranchers in New Mexico. She grew up working and playing on the ranch that her grandparents homesteaded in 1928. That ranch, with the old adobe home, is still in the family today. Dori and her husband always yearned for a ranch of their own. That dream came true when they retired to the beautiful green rolling hills of Tennessee. Truly a cattleman’s paradise!
Dori loves all things farmgirl and actually has known no other life but that. She loves to cook, craft, garden, and help with any and all things on their cattle farm.
Wyoming cattle rancher and outpost writer (rider), shares the “view from her saddle.” Shery is a leather and lace cowgirl-farmgirl who’s been horse-crazy all of her life. Her other interests include “junktiques,” arts and crafts, glamping, collecting antique china, and cultivating mirth.
Mary Murray
describes herself as a goat charmer, chicken whisperer, bee maven, and farmers’ market baker renovating an 1864 farmhouse on an Ohio farm. With a degree in Design, Mary says small-town auctions and country road barn sales "always make my heart skip a beat thinking about what I could create or design out of what I’ve seen.”
Rooted in the countryside, she likes simple things and old ways … gardening, preserving the harvest, cooking, baking, and all things home. While you might find her selling baked goods from the farm’s milkhouse, teaching herself to play the fiddle, or sprucing up a vintage camper named Maizy, you will always find her in an apron!
Mary says, “I’m happiest with the simple country pleasures … an old farmhouse, too many animals, a crackling fire, books to read, and the sound of laughter … these make life just perfect.”
is a budding rural farmgirl living in Palmer, the agricultural seat of Alaska. Alex is a graduate student at Alaska Pacific University pursuing an M.S. in Outdoor and Environmental Education. She lives and works on the university’s 700 acre environmental education center, Spring Creek Farm. When Alex has time outside of school, she loves to rock climb, repurpose found objects, cross-country ski on the hay fields, travel, practice yoga, and cook with new-fangled ingredients.
Alex grew up near the Twin Cities and went to college in Madison, Wisconsin—both places where perfectly painted barns and rolling green farmland are just a short drive away. After college, she taught at a rural middle school in South Korea where she biked past verdant rice paddies and old women selling home-grown produce from sidewalk stoops. She was introduced to MaryJanesFarm after returning, and found in it what she’d been searching for—a group of incredible women living their lives in ways that benefit their families, their communities, and the greater environment. What an amazing group of farmgirls to be a part of!
Libbie’s a small town farmgirl who lives in the high-desert Sevier Valley of Central Utah on a 140-year-old farm with her husband and two darling little farmboys—as well as 30 ewes; 60 new little lambs; a handful of rams; a lovely milk cow, Evelynn; an old horse, Doc; two dogs; a bunch o’ chickens; and two kitties.
René Groom
Previous Rural Farmgirl, April 2009 – May 2010
René lives in Washington state’s wine country. She grew up in the dry-land wheat fields of E. Washington, where learning to drive the family truck and tractors, and “snipe hunting,” were rites of passage. She has dirt under her nails and in her veins. In true farmgirl fashion, there is no place on Earth she would rather be than on the farm.
Farmgirl spirit can take root anywhere—dirt or no dirt.
Nicole Christensen
Suburban Farmgirl Nicole Christensen calls herself a “vintage enthusiast”. Born and raised in Texas, she has lived most of her life in the picturesque New England suburbs of Connecticut, just a stone’s throw from New York State. An Advanced Master Gardener, she has gardened since childhood, in several states and across numerous planting zones. In addition, she teaches knitting classes, loves to preserve, and raises backyard chickens.
Married over thirty years to her Danish-born sweetheart, Nicole has worked in various fields, been a world-traveler, an entrepreneur and a homemaker, but considers being mom to her now-adult daughter her greatest accomplishment. Loving all things creative, Nicole considers her life’s motto to be “Bloom where you are planted”.
Previous Suburban Farmgirl, October 2009 – October 2010
Paula is a mom of four and a journalist who’s partial to writing about common sense and women’s interests. She’s lived in five great farm states (Michigan, Iowa, New York, Tennessee, and now North Carolina), though never on a farm. She’s nevertheless inordinately fond of heirloom tomatoes, fine stitching, early mornings, and making pies. And sock monkeys.
I want a large pantry so bad. I need it and yet, there is literally no room in this home for one. We only have three small closets, one in each bedroom. UGH!
Oh Carol – I absolutely understand! The closets here are dinky, except the one in the family room which someone added, and it’s full of coats and boots. Let’s put our heads together and brainstorm-do you have room for a skinny cupboard? How about a small, critter-proof outdoor shed – keep it close to the house similar to an old-fashioned summer kitchen? I know you’ll get creative and find a wonderful idea – let me know!
We sold our little farm in the country last spring and moved into town. Our very old farm house had a wonderful pantry and we enclosed a small porch and opened a doorway from the pantry into that area and it became the ‘far pantry’ for lack of a better name. I had so much stuff! With an empty nest I didn’t need to do all the canning, baking and cooking I had been used to doing and didn’t need all that space. So we sure had to downsize and now I have no pantry in our tiny home in town, yet we have everything we need to be a warm and welcoming home where friends gather and coffee or tea are always a moment away. So I guess I’m still a Farmgirl but just in a new location!
I’ve had all kinds of pantries over the years. We were a family of nine and lived an hour away from a big grocery store, so it was imperative to have food storage. There was a small room off the kitchen that served us well. In those days I ground wheat and made bread. The grinder sounded like a jet engine and it was nice to be able to shut the door. In one of our houses the pantry was under the stairs. Now, as empty nesters, we live out in the country again. There is a long utility room off the kitchen. We have a washer and dryer and laundry sink on one side with the water heater at the end corner. On the opposite side is a long set of upper cabinets with tall open shelves in the middle where I store large canning jars full of dry goods and pretty baskets for extra canning stuff, paper goods etc. My buckets of wheat, oatmeal and dog food stand under the upper cabinets. There is room to hang clothes from the dryer and we have hooks for jackets right by the door to the outside carport. We have a deep freezer right outside that door. This house was built in 1970 and full of dark paneling. It took us 4 coats of white pant to transform our pantry. Now I love it! The idea is one can use spaces for multi purposes.
Oh, can you please show us how your completed pantry turns out? I always seem to pick up good ideas, seeing others thought out plans. And thank you for the beautiful snow pictures. In North Carolina, we get some snow, but it melts the next day or so. Many thanks!
Never enough storage space! Our country home is only 35 years old and I wish I had included a pantry in the planning. I use the basement for our extra freezer and have shelves there for canned goods, empty jars, extra paper goods, etc. I lack enough room in my kitchen to store every thing I need. I turned the closet that is in the hall near the kitchen to a mini pantry. I purchased a metal rolling rack with 5 wire shelves. It’s used for crock pots, air fryer. waffle iron, food processor and things that don’t fit in my kitchen cupboards. The closet is still large enough to hold some coats and cleaning supplies in one end. Outdoor wear and boots are in the built-on garage. Unfortunately you don’t have that option, but I’m convinced that you’re going to come with something clever!