I moved to this space in early 2015, and began to quell the chaos here and within myself. We have brought a lot of beauty, peace and productivity to the farm, but there is still a lot in process! Read more...
I moved to this space in early 2015, and began to quell the chaos here and within myself. We have brought a lot of beauty, peace and productivity to the farm, but there is still a lot in process! The owners of the farm are 70 and 98, and I steward is as in independent-mother, farmer and business-ma'am.
I moved my family and farm to this space to rent the commercial kitchen located here, throwing my families sleeping bags in an outbuilding while we made ourselves a home. We (the children, goats, ducks, geese, chickens and bees) are feeling more established here thanks to a large permaculture garden I have begun to weave in the land. As you wander, have grace, a lot of the fences are a mess. The yurt doesn't have a real door. This is not fancy land; this is the boarder of the wilderness, a small strip of kind civilization between the icy water and the wild mountains. This is the Olympic Peninsula.
Our farm boarders timberland and the nearby Dungeness River. I have begun forging a trail up to Graywolf campground from the trail out the SE property corner. The first leg has long been established, and is a very pleasant 10-minute walk to the Dunge. Thank you for visiting and providing resources to help make this farm shine!