I was thumbing through a magazine last November and ran across an article about blogging. I had heard of it but didn’t really know much about it. From the time that I received a spiral and pen on that Christmas morning in 1984 I have been writing diligently; thousands of poems, stories, but all of them for myself, all within the expanses of writing books and journals. A blog would give me an outlet to write. The article told how to start one.
What would I write about? My favorite books are farming memoirs that end up teaching valuable lessons on how to farm while keeping you laughing and genuinely interested in the author’s life, their disappointments, successes, their feelings.
I had always wanted to find a book that was not textbook style, that was written in memoir style, that gave me more detailed information, like how much to water, when to plant, how to have chickens, how to not mess up being a farm girl.
And a blog was born. Farmgirl School entered the blogosphere. I hoped some of my friends would be so kind to humor me and follow me and maybe read my posts. I asked if they were funny, what they thought. Around town, the word was catching on and my readers started to increase. To date 19,154 people have read my blog from 50 different countries. Now, granted, the only reader from one of those countries had Googled “hot soapy girls” and ended up on my post Soapy Girls and Their Lyes about soap making. I am sure that was a disappointment! Today 279 people are signed up to receive notifications that I wrote a new post.
I have received much more from this blog than I anticipated. Not only do I have an outlet to teach, entertain, document, and laugh at myself, I have made friends and pen pals around the world. I have found great authors. Found things in common with folks in my community. I have found an outlet that connects many people and I am more blessed because of it.
My mother warned me to use fake names, never say where we live, and I understand the paranoia, but I am glad I kept it real, opened up our lives the way they are. Our entire community knows all our business, yes, but because I have been open and honest, people feel closer to me, are genuinely interested in my family, in my life, and have opened up to me as well.
Life is about community and enjoying our time on Earth, I never thought a blog would add so much pleasure to my life. You’ve been with us when we decided to start a farm. When we found out our shop was closing. When our goats peed on the couch and ran away. When the new goats came. When we became grandparents (the top post of the year). When our chickens died and when we got our first eggs from the others. You know our friends. Our family. I am so thankful for all of you that follow Farmgirl School. Has anyone read all of my posts?
This week I’ll share the finished craft room made out of a hundred year old spider infested basement using only $140. I’ll let you in to see a New Mexican inspired Thanksgiving brunch, and share what Maryjane is up to. Thank you for being a part of our lives.