The move was from the Chicago suburbs to Vermont farm country, a house sporting seventeen columns and nineteen rooms, on 275 acres of land, on which sixteen cows grazed. It was on Route 22A, an extension of Park Avenue, New York. Nick had been in business for himself; Kathleen had been a painter. Now their occupations became farmer and farmer's wife (the children continued their previous occupation of growing). How the Grangers came to grips with the farmer's life and learned to ride a high horse is the gist of this book. There was a time when there was exactly forty-two cents in the kitty and a family to feed, when the unexpected and unsolicited loan of $200 from a faraway friend turned the tide. There was a winter when the temperature hit fifty-one below and the water pipes froze so that all the water for the animals had to be toted to the barn. But then came the winter of the fox and chickadees, the realization of contentment in small happenings. Mrs. Granger writes with a difference from many city people gone country, in that the Grangers' was a working farm. This simple fact adds solidity to sensibility. The farmer's wife writes in pleasant workaday prose about everyday events: her appeal will be to like-minded housewives in unlike settings.