Farmgirl School

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

It seems a very long time ago that I stood outside on our prairie farm screaming.  I watched the last of the chickens be swooped up and driven away by other farmers who didn’t rent their farms.  The sheep were gone.  The goats were gone.  My dog had died.  I continued to give away or …

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Fifty-five degrees.  Well, that’s not good.  The refrigerator should probably be colder than that. We do not presently have the money for a new one.  I slurp my lukewarm milk from my bowl of cereal.  I panic. I go outside, sit down, face to the sun, feet on the ground and quiet down.  Then I …

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In a world of jeans and yoga pants I suppose I stand out a bit.  I think folks are both mesmerized and baffled by my attire.  I was at the library last month and a mom came up to me, big eyes, all excited, and asked, “Is there going to be story time?” Heck if …

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The Holly Hobby lunch box stood behind the vendor whispering.  She whispered of kindergarten, and my old Holly Hobby book, and my favorite quilt pattern.  Of coloring books and the bonnet I still have that my grandmother sewed for me on my fifth birthday. “Will you take $10?” I asked meekly.  With a silent question to …

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I was dreading going into the goat pen.  Elsa has mastitis and we have been diligently treating it but that along with her spoiled little girl self makes it incredibly difficult to milk her.  It takes all of my strength to hold her as Doug milks her out.  All of our muscles are shaking by …

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“What is a homestead?” my friend asked.  The question threw me off guard, cause, geez, everyone knows what a homestead is.  It’s uh….you know…a place where…I decided to consult the dictionary. homestead [hohm-sted, -stid] /ˈhoʊm stɛd, -stɪd/    noun 1. a dwelling with its land and buildings, occupied by the owner as a home and exempted …

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