Farmwife at Midlife -: Have a Blessed Easter ~

April 22, 2011

Have a Blessed Easter ~

Each season has its own charm, each bestows its own blessing, and we welcome each in turn. The planet we inhabit may be only one of countless planets, but it turns in its accustomed orbit and we accept this unquestioningly. There is security in knowing that spring follows winter and summer comes after spring. As I go back into my house, I wish all my friends, everywhere, the joy and sweetness of spring.

~ Gladys Taber, author of the many "Stillmeadow" books

Easter Blessings from our farmyard to yours ~

2 comments:

SherryApril 22, 2011 at 5:46 PM
What a perfectly beautiful greeting! Love the Stillmeadow books.

The illustrations on these postcards are so sweet and happy...see you got your gnomes and chickens in! :)

Have a wonderful Easter.
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JobertaApril 23, 2011 at 9:02 AM
The old cards are wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
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Welcome to the farm! I hope you feel free to comment and share here. I will respond as often as I can.

Welcome to our Farm !

I am now a farmwife. Make that a farmwife-in-training: not the most organized and always with much still to learn. In 2008 we moved from an historic New England family manse to a doublewide on a ridge in Kentucky. Just imagine The Beverly Hillbillies in reverse. [We even have a 'cement pond' - a large cattle tank.] Since then we've expanded the farm and are living across the road at Ida Doyle Dye's old homeplace and in her family's cabin-turned-cottage which we purchased in 2009.

I have written my blog In the Pantry since 2005 around my book, The Pantry. Farmwife at Midlife is blog about our farm life and my journey to the western Appalachian foothills at midlife–with all of those wild, and wonderful, peaks and valleys. We love our Kentucky home and feel blessed to be a part of this place– "What we need is here." [WBerry]

Farmwife Credits

• Every farmwife needs a farmer and mine had the vision of Kentucky from the start and, thankfully, brought me along for the ride. We met nearly 43 years ago in a hay field at my grandparents' New Hampshire farm and have been married for over 20–I believe we're stuck with each other.

• I am indebted to my neighbor on the next ridge, Margaret Jasper, for introducing me to this vernacular salutation from the Kentucky hills: You come back when you're ready!