We need to find meaning. We need to be useful. We need to know that who we are matters. I give, you give, we all give.
Winnie Nielsen says: You know, there is really something romantic about your Idaho landscape. Something about the wide open spaces, the long grasses, the rolling hills just makes it almost seem like it is unreal, except that it is not!
Winnie Nielsen says: It is a shame that beautiful iron work is no longer a routine embellishment. This piece reminds me of a bed headboard decoration?
Winnie Nielsen says: What is it about old red barns that begs me to stop and ponder the stories it’s walls have seen? What is it about them that makes me want to linger just a minute longer?
Cindi Johnson says: Oh Winnie, the ones that really get my imagination going are the pieces of property that have one big shade tree and maybe a rose bush that were clearly planted in a front yard and next to a front porch. Such clear pictures appear in my mind ~ complete with sounds of children and the scent of home baked goods in the air; and, of course, a dog.
Cindi Johnson says: My dream home 🙂
Winnie Nielsen says: I totally understand that too, Cindi! I’ve been known to indulge in the same fantasies when it comes to old abandoned houses. But barns really do it to me and it is weird since I have always lived in a city. .
Nancy Coughlin says: Barns, sheds, old homes: have a wall in my den covered with paintings, photographs and pictures of old, abandoned places crying out to be remembered. And the tales they can help to weave are wonderful.
Buy props used in MaryJane’s books and magazine!
5% of profits will benefit www.firstbook.org, a non-profit that provides new books to children from low-income families throughout the U.S. and Canada.
Here’s how:
MaryJane will post a photo and a description of a prop and its cost along with a few details as to its condition here: https://shop.maryjanesfarm.org/MaryJanesCurations. It’s a playful way to be the new owner of a little bit of farm herstory.
Another beautiful photo of Winter’s beauty to start my day down here in Florida where such views rarely, if ever, happen.
Wonder what or who is scurrying around under that snow crusted grass? Amazing how nature- all of it- learns to survive through the different seasons.