Lost Lessons from Life on the Farm

If my brother heard you say I’m a farm girl, he would laugh and there’s a good reason. I never really worked on the farm and my brother did.  I was a mama’s girl and I didn’t like hot weather or manual labor. Yes, I was spoiled…rotten.

Just because I didn’t work on the farm doesn’t mean I didn’t love it, or grow to love it.  I loved it so much that when I read about an opportunity to contribute to a book about farms called Lost Lessons From Life on the Farm, I couldn’t wait to submit a story. I did, the book was published and my story is included!

You can purchase the book online at Barnes and Nobles or for the same amount plus postage you can have a signed copy. Just email me and we will work out the details.

I’ve read all the stories and if you have a soft spot in your heart for family farms, I promise you are going to love this book.



1 Comment

  1. Congratulations on your publication! I always loved my grandparents’ farm, but I never had to contribute any real labor–just gathering the eggs and slopping the hogs and sweeping off the porch!