Archive June 2012

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Wedding Bells Part 1... Meet Noah and Dana

The Mountain Farmgirl recently celebrated a very special wedding in her family! Come see how a lifetime of hopes and dreams for her son Noah, resulted in a day of dreams come true … in Wedding Bells Part 1: Meet Noah and Dana!

Black Flies and Black Clouds

HELP!!! There’s a Blackfly in my Eye (and ears … and nose and mouth!). The Mountain Farmgirl is planting her gardens in New Hampshire this week … but she’s had more than a few deterrents! From rain to hail to clouds of black flies … find out how one ‘gets going’ on those gardens when the going gets very, VERY tough!
Cathi Belcher

Cathi Belcher,
an old-fashioned farmgirl with a pioneer spirit, lives in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. As a “lifelong learner” in the “Live-Free-or-Die” state, she fiercely values self-reliance, independence, freedom, and fresh mountain air. Married to her childhood sweetheart of 40+ years (a few of them “uphill climbs”), she’s had plenty of time to reinvent herself. From museum curator, restaurant owner, homeschool mom/conference speaker, to post-and-beam house builder and entrepreneur, she’s also a multi-media artist, with an obsession for off-grid living and alternative housing. Cathi owns and operates a 32-room mountain lodge. Her specialty has evolved to include “hermit hospitality” at her rustic cabin in the mountains, where she offers weekend workshops of special interest to women.

“Mountains speak to my soul, and farming is an important part of my heritage. I want to pass on my love of these things to others through my writing. Living in the mountains has its own particular challenges, but I delight in turning them into opportunities from which we can all learn and grow.”

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Mountain Bounty

“Keep close to Nature’s heart ... and break clear away once in awhile to climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods, to wash your spirit clean.”
– John Muir