City girl "gone country" blogs about life on the farm. Marriage, animals, gardens, goodies and organic living.
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There is WHAT in there?
Posted on August 24, 2013 at 6:05 PM |
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In a dirty world it's important of course to get clean every day. We have so many choices for soaps, shampoo's and lotions and potions and most of us just buy what works or what smells good or what is on sale. I was that way until I had my eyes opened to the incredible amounts of toxic chemicals that are allowed in our cosmetics! The industry allows such words as "natural" and 'Eco" and it doesn't mean a thing as far as safety goes. Organic products mean that by law 95% of the ing...
Read Full Post »Pure and fresh, Raw daily..Goods for the body
Posted on August 1, 2013 at 10:30 AM |
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There is something so lovely about summer eating. Just like summer living, we lighten up, throw on the lightest of coverings and enjoy! So in the spirit of light I am offering you some truly wonderful ideas for Pure and fresh eating!
Lets start with dessert, even though we are told growing up that dessert is for" after all vegetables are ea...
Read Full Post »Wedding in the country
Posted on July 28, 2013 at 5:30 PM |
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It's a beautiful thing a wedding. It is this promise, this belief that life is worth the commitment of love. It is a happy and joyous day that warms our hearts. Country weddings are especially beautiful to me, as they are usually simple and heartfelt and warm.
Today two friends of ours John and Tama, married their best friend. In the little white church afte...
Read Full Post »Bed & Breakfast with JOY
Posted on July 25, 2013 at 3:25 PM |
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When you think of a bed & Breakfast what image comes to mind? A manor or a castle or a Victorian home? How about a Trolley?
What? A trolley car? Yes...a beautiful and unique trolley. A place of comfort and romance, a place of views and art work and a chandelier above your bed. Sprigs of lavender on your pillow. Tea or wine in the sitting area. Classical ...
Read Full Post »Recharge, Renew and just breathe! Summer in the country
Posted on July 23, 2013 at 10:45 AM |
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In this world that is going ninety miles an hour, constantly "connecting" with the world, I have found that the need for a quiet and peaceful" recharge" Is more important than ever for the health of your body and your heart. We weren't meant for this crazy chaotic and constant barrage of stimulus. The phone is ringing, the television is blasting, the kids are yell...
Organic girl ( a woman in a junk food world finds peace with a rice cake)
Posted on July 12, 2013 at 5:15 PM |
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I could begin by saying that I used to be a BIG, adventurous eater. I ate foods from greasy diners and Mexico was my home away from home. I lived and played amongst Desebuqui Indians who ate dogs. (Got ya! No I didn't eat the poor things, I played the pied piper with fish and lured them all out of the village, but that's another story). I ate in Germany and drank so much beer once I sloshed when I walked. (Maybe I swooshed...anyway I sang "Singing in the rain" while I waddled with pain.) I at...
Read Full Post »When opposites say "I do."
Posted on July 12, 2013 at 2:30 PM |
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When I married my dear cowboy I was living in a downtown penthouse. He lived out on the Eastern plains. He came from a blue collar family and I came from a white collar family. We met and married in a whirlwind of 8 days. That was 18 years ago and it has been a wild ride!
If there were ever two people more different in their ways it would be us. When we firs...
Read Full Post »Weeds, weeds and more weeds
Posted on July 10, 2013 at 6:10 PM |
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I have always thought that weeds were alot like sin. How easily they grow under the worst of conditions. There can be a flood and the first thing that returns is a weed. There can be a drought and in the middle of the cracked and barren soil is a weed. The soil can be sand, clay, rock, where nothing of value grows except for,( you guessed it) weeds! Whi...
Under the stars
Posted on July 9, 2013 at 6:45 PM |
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They hang like twinkling diamonds in the ink of might. We lay on our backs upon quilts sewn by hands that were narled and divine. My grandmothers hands. I can feel her love pressing against my back and my heart swells with the memories of summers past. I am 8 years old and I am laying in the pickup bed of the old red Chevy. My cousin's are wrestling around me and all I wish for is to be peaceful and look up into the stars. My grandmother is leaning over the bed with a cherry pie in her hands....
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