I’m still here in New Mexico with my parents. We’ve been talking a lot about the old days of ranching in the West and some of the things that stood out in my parent’s minds as vital to survival, not only for their own families but also their livestock. Of course one of the most important was water. This was where that most amazing invention came into play – The Windmill.
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.’”
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.
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.”
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.
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!
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”.
Awww yes love the windmill and they are still very important in many areas yet today. I live on and old ranch that is now a housing area but very rural feeling, I have a 8′ decorative windmill that, in the windy prairie spins most of the time and I love it. Thanks for the memories. God bless.
Joan, I’ve been thinking about a decorative windmill on our farm in Tennessee! It would give me a taste of home! 🙂 – Dori –
I really enjoyed this visit with your family, loved the windmill, not scary like the new ones! Happy thanksgiving.
Linda, Thank you for “visiting” with me and my family! I hope your Thanksgiving was happy also! – Dori –
Dori, What a beautiful post! I love the pictures, too. Reminds me of the old windmills peppering the drive as we would drive to my dad’s ranch in the Texas hill country. That last picture of the windmill at sunset is stunning…you should frame a copy of that! Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole (Suburban Farmgirl)
Nicole, Thank you! 🙂 I would love someday to see some of the Texas Hill Country. I’ve seen pictures and it reminds me a lot of this part of New Mexico. I’ve been to a bit of Texas but not too much… I guess to actually really “do” Texas you’d need a year! My husband flew here to my folks for a week while I’ve been here and he flew into El Paso (it is the closest airport to my folks place). Anyway as we got close to El Paso I saw a sign that said: El Paso 8 miles, Beaumont 862 miles. It made me realize how HUGE Texas is!!! 🙂 Thank you for writing! Hugs, – Dori – P.S. I keep thinking about your skate project and am going to look for some skates when I get home and see what I can do!
Hi Dori,
I loved your blog and I love windmills. So glad you got your mother to help you write about her earlier times and good luck getting your dad to share his stories. It is so important to gather your parents memories, now while you can. Your family history sounds so interesting and rich with yesteryear treasures. I’m looking forward to reading about those ‘good old days’.
My husband and I used to manage a 700 acre ranch back in Texas and there was an old windmill standing tall upon a hilltop on the property (had long stopped pulling water and someone had tied the wheel so it would not turn). I got my husband to untie the wheel and let it fly free in the wind with its beautiful sound. I told my husband I wanted to think of it as Chell’s spirit (previous deceased owner and long ago Texas Ranger) finally free to fly with the wind. I loved that old windmill turning in the many Texas breezes. Windmills represent a time that has gone by but still very much alive in our memories.
Thank you Dori for a great visit.
Marcie, thank you so much for telling me your windmill story. I think they are such a rich part of our heritage. I love being “home” again where there are so many still in working condition. Like I said, if I could just one back to Tennessee with me!!! 🙂 I have not seen much of Texas, but what I have seen reminds me a whole lot of this part of New Mexico. Thanks for writing! – Dori –
Thanks so much for sharing your wonderful stories, Ms Dori and Ms Carol. Windmills are such a wonderful site and such a reflection of our life out here in the west. I never fail to love seeing and hearing an old windmill pumping that valuable resource called water……. And if a windmill could talk, what stories they could share…. When my mom and dad bought their place out in Gila from the Dominguez’s, it was nostalgic to learn that my real dad, Kenneth McKinney had actually been the well driller and installed the windmills on two of the old wells several decades earlier. That was super cool to me cause he had died in an accident when I was 5….so now when I see the old windmill, I often think of my family before me and the heritage and legacy they have left. It always evokes such warm feelings to hear the sucker rod going up and down as the fins turning in the wind. Thanks so much for sharing.
Dear Cyndi, I LOVED your story of your real Dad being the well driller at your folks place. I was asking Mom if she knew that story – she said if she did she had forgotten it so she really enjoyed hearing it. What a lovely heritage. Hugs to you, dear friend. – Dori –
Loved your blog about the windmills. We have just returned from a 6 weeks trip through Texas, New Mexico, Arizona to California and back to East Texas we love the windmills and watch for them.
Have you been to the Windmill Museum in Lubbock? It is a great tribute to the west. We don’t have enough wind in East Texas.
Judy, what an awesome trip!!! I bet you logged a lot of miles huh? 🙂 No, I have not been to the Windmill Museum… have not actually been to Lubbock. But, I think I would love that. I think that needs to be on my list of things to see and do. Thanks for suggesting it. – Dori –
Ohhhhhh how your photos remind me of my 13 years in Lakewood, NM halfway between Artesia and Carlsbad. Yes, it was quite a trek to the airport in El Paso! Those years were full of windmills, cattle, cotton fields, single digit humidity, jack rabbits, road runners and rattle snakes! I have since discovered what I suspected all along…that I am a true beach bum. The ocean is where I started out as a child. I was lucky enough to retire early and roam the country in a motorhome looking for the perfect place to retire “for good”. I found it right back where I started and I agree…slow down and enjoy. Wherever you are, you are in the right place for right now.
Dear Phyllis, Oh yes the rattlesnakes! 🙂 You were indeed lucky to be able to road the country looking for the perfect place. I love what you said, wherever you are, you are in the right place for right now. That is so very true. Happy New Year to you! – Dori –