Who We Are

The past few years, the area where I live, Crawford County, Ohio, has seen a wonderful explosion of younger families who are embracing the joys and challenges of living off the land. Because of them, amazing things are happening which have been embraced by our community. Farmer’s markets have been created and on-farm stores have opened. Families dedicated to growing organic produce and naturally raised meats are meeting the public’s needs for locally raised foods. And at the heart of this movement are the women.

Ohio Country Journal is my attempt to share the essence of farm life, focusing on, but not limited to, women. My goal is to bring you into our circle of friendship by inviting you to share your stories and experiences with us. You don’t have to be a full time country woman to benefit from joining us; you just have to be you.

The full-time country women featured in Ohio Country Journal are an inspiration to anyone who dares to follow her dreams, whether it is to live in the country or to bring the country life-style to their urban neighborhoods.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

The Snowflakes Keep Falling on my Tongue

A gentle snow has been falling for two days. Yesterday, after Ava's birthday party at Blacklick Woods Metro Park's Maple Lodge in Reynoldsburg, Ohio, Ava and Evan had different reactions to the snow.

Ava delighting in snowflakes
Ava, more experienced than her brother in matters of frozen water falling from the sky, set out to see how many snowflakes she could catch with her tongue.

Evan learning about snowflakes
Being his first winter (other than when he was an infant last year), Evan cautiously observed what was going on around him. Eventually, he decided that he likes snow, too.

Below is a quote that I found when I did a quick web search for a poem to go with these pictures. It is by Shannon A. Thompson from her book, November Snow.

I found the quote on Goodreads website.

“I leaned out one last time and caught a snowflake on my tongue. They tasted so good, so pure and so divine, like nothing I had ever tasted from the sky. It was as if happiness spread through your body with the cold, but then disappeared and brought depression, all in less then two seconds. It was unbelievable, and yet, addicting.”
Shannon A. Thompson, November Snow

Have you ever chased snowflakes and savored their fleeting moments of life before melting away?

Marcheta *savoring moments before they melt

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