And come right in. Pretend you’re here with us at our farm (located at the end of a dirt road in the rolling hills of the Idaho Palouse Panhandle). Imagine our chickens cackling (bragging ‘bout another egg laid), and a coyote telling us it’s still morning. Then, picture one of MaryJane’s Jersey milk cows, looking up, thinking you’ve brought her a treat—something oat-y with a hint of molasses.

come take a stroll...


“Spring shows the power and love of the earth; she can grow magnificent flowers from the dirt.”

- Debasish Mridha

cooped up

Chickens aren’t the only creatures that prefer an open invitation to step outside. Nothing fixes that cooped-up feeling like taking in the beauty and peacefulness of a farm, everything from fruit-laden trees begging you to partake of their sweetness, to the quiet of letting the lapping water of a pond tickle your toes, to pondering the activities and hustle-bustle of busy beehives.


Hard work? Not a problem when the reward is garlic. Can’t you just smell the heady aroma of fresh garlic being sautéed in a dollup of just-churned butter along with a spit of rosemary and maybe a sprig or two of thyme? Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

“The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.”

- Henry Beston

thanks for visiting!