As we continued listening to the land and responding to what grew willingly, abundance began to show up in ways we hadn’t anticipated. In particular, it arrived in the form of pawpaws. My husband developed a genuine love affair with this fruit—the largest native fruit in North America, with a flavor often described as a…
As the wildflower field revealed itself, my curiosity deepened. What had emerged wasn’t just beautiful—it was abundant. And not only in color, but in purpose. I began to wonder what else the land was offering that we hadn’t yet learned how to see. That question became an invitation. I started researching the native plants growing…
After we finished the early repairs on the house and began settling into the property, our attention turned outward—to the land itself. At first, our approach was practical. We let a neighbor plant sod and corn on the main acreage. It seemed efficient. Sensible. Productive. But over time, something in us began to shift. We…
When my husband and I first married, we carried a clear vision onto the land. We imagined writing retreats. Creativity retreats. A place where ideas could breathe and people could rest and rejuvenate. The property already existed—purchased years earlier—but the house had been sitting empty, waiting patiently for attention. Before anything beautiful could grow, the…
