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We’re a lively little haven nestled on 20 acres, where heritage breed Guinea Fowl, Muscovy ducks, Buff Orpington chickens, and Narragansett turkeys roam free and forage to their hearts’ content. Alongside them, we tend to our vibrant herbs, vegetables and fruits that we preserve with joy—by canning, drying, smoking, and freeze-drying.
Our orchard-in-the-making currently boasts 20 fruit and nut trees, including black walnut, serviceberry, peach, plum, pawpaw, fig, apple, pomegranate, wild cherry, and maples, ready for tapping when the sap begins to rise.
Visitors are invited into the heartbeat of homestead life, where mornings might begin with a kettle on the wood cookstove, and afternoons may find you learning the magic of earth medicine, the art of forest bathing, or the secrets of a well-stocked root cellar. From no-till gardening to preserving the season’s abundance, every day is a chance to connect, create, and cultivate.
We are home to Soil Hued Mojo, Byron T. Glass, and Mountain Heritage Folk School. So, with plenty to do, roll up your sleeves (or kick off your shoes) and stay awhile—we’re glad you’re here!
—though it didn’t start out that way.
When I left D.C. in 2018 for the hills of rural West Virginia, no one was exactly lining up to join me. Coyotes, black bears, copperheads, and rattlesnakes? My family didn’t think I’d last a year. But by early 2020—thanks in no small part to the arrival of COVID—the whole crew began trickling into this Wild and Wonderful state, which, by geography alone, has been practicing social distancing since its inception in 1863!
Since then, this farm has become home to all of us. Each person found their rhythm in a life we never quite imagined—but now wouldn’t trade for anything. My grandson finished high school here and helped kickstart our first flock—rescued hens from the commercial chicken house down the road. A couple of years later, Petite Bébé joined the fold, the newest family farmer already tapping into some deep ancestral mojo.
Meanwhile, our garden has transformed from a sad, depleted 1,300 square foot patch into more than 6,300 square feet of nutrient-rich soil teeming with herbs, vegetables, and fruits. We inherited a peach, a pear, three black walnut trees, and several generous Maples. From there, we began shaping a food forest—layer by delicious layer—adding berries, and more fruit and nut trees both planted and discovered across our 20 largely forested acres. Flora, fauna and human - living wild, wonderful, and free—just like the land we love.
We didn’t plan to be bird historians. It started as a humble quest for hardy, friendly birds that were tough, with good instincts and a knack for mothering (mainly because we were afraid we'd kill them with our inexperience)! In searching for low-maintenance, high-character cluckers, we unknowingly gathered a flock of heritage breeds: Buff Orpingtons, Guinea Fowl, and Muscovy ducks waddled into our lives as if they knew what we needed.
It wasn’t until four years in—dusty boots, full hearts, and lots of bird droppings behind us—that we realized the traits we’d been chasing were already written into the DNA of these ancient breeds. That’s the quiet magic of heritage birds: they're resilient, wise, and full of charm.
In the summer of 2025, we searched for heritage turkeys and landed on Narragansett turkeys. These "watch list" breeds were added to the flock and, just like that, our backyard flock became a living preservation project. From curious hobby to heritage mission—our flock of old-world birds keeps the past alive, one mother clucker at a time!
If you're interested in fertilized eggs or newly hatched birds, let us know. Currently, we only work with local inquiries (2.5 hours by car).
Dirt Farmer Wisdom
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