Farmgirl School

"It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life." -Tolkien

The sun illuminates the plants suspended in their vats of remedy. Good medicine loves the sun. No need to hide behind dark bottles. The sun and the moonlight stir the contents and make them stronger. Medicine people from all walks of life have warned about emerging disasters. The two leggeds consume poisons and leave destruction …

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Greetings Folks! I am reporting here from piles of wrapping paper and dirty dishes. My heart is happy, as all of my children and grandchildren slept over Christmas Eve and Santa arrived sometime in the night. The morning is sunny and crisp and fresh with new insights, hopes, and dreams. And gratitude. Always gratitude. For …

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My first herbal remedy book was released over five years ago when I closed my first apothecary to become a full time farmer (three months later we opened a new apothecary!). Homesteader’s Pharmacy has been my best seller ever since. I am grateful that I have been able to share my knowledge and the many …

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The agricultural calendar has eight farming and community holidays and celebrations making a wheel.  Every six or so weeks is a corresponding holiday that helps denote the time of year and gives us space to receive blessings and to show gratitude.  These holidays are Celtic historically but they are celebrated still.  The first of these holidays …

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I finished my book. Two years ago, exactly, I was sitting in my friends’ living room in San Diego.  I loved visiting Lisa and Steve.  Over glasses of wine we discussed future, the spirit world, wisdom, and a book I should write. “You should write it on the beach!” Lisa suggested.  How lovely that would …

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“I had the best day today,” I told my husband when he called me on his way home from work yesterday. “Oh yea, what did you do?” “I went to see Maryjane’s dance class and then had lunch with our girls.  And I wrote most of the day.” I am writing my memoir.  I am …

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“What exactly do you mean when you say you are a witch?” my cousin asked honestly. True, when one thinks of witches they often think of skyclad or ornately draped women, perhaps on acid, chanting at the moon.  Or of satan worshipers killing bats and tagging walls.  Or perhaps the old Disney witch pops into mind.  …

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And she awakens at the dawn of Imbolc and wanders the country side warming the earth as she goes, for the maiden has been reborn and with her the internal fire of life.  She is Brigid, the Celtic goddess who was so beloved among the people that the Catholic Church made her a saint in order to …

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The nights were dark and starry.  Cold as the winds blew and the people of the time stayed indoors, lamps and fires lit, families gathered in the dimly lit homes of the land. The solstice was coming soon and across the lands the sun would shine a bit more each day.  This was a cause for …

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My granddaughter spent the night.  This morning in the cool of the dark morning I pulled the soft covers up under our chins refusing the late dawn.  The smell of coffee wafted in the door.  The cats purred and stretched.  Bits of light cascaded past the window to announce the winter solstice.  Last night was …

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