Some of you know we've been looking for property for a few years, and we've been dreaming of a farm even longer. We found this beautiful piece of land last November. Over the last year we visited it every trip we made north to see Joe's family. Slowly it became more and more perfect. I have so many things to tell you, but I think the best way to start this is to go for a walk together. I need you to dream a little as you walk with me. We'll be looking at our pasture where our barn and animals will be, and for just the right place to build our little farmhouse. We'll start in the large front pasture, wander through the woods and then come back through the small pasture. I hope this is our first farm walk of many....
We named it Sweetbrier Farms. It got an extra "s" because that was the website address available, and also because I think of "Farms" as more of a verb than a noun.
Joe gets credit for the name. He came up with it when I was thinking of a name for my herbal products, and so it seemed fitting for the farm too, as I have dreams of growing herbs and holding classes here in the future. When Joe & I first met, he was stationed on a 180 foot ship in Cordova, Alaska named Sweetbrier. I was a cashier at the local grocery store. We met, and fell in love, and the rest is history. When we left Alaska and moved to New England the first time, over fifteen years ago, I was smitten with it. The two of us have dreamed of a house in the woods ever since.
This piece of land is located just a half hour from where Joe grew up, nestled in the foothills between the Adirondack Mountains of New York and Green Mountains of Vermont. It was farmland a long time ago, and only the front 3 acres have been maintained as pasture over the years, while the back 26 have grown back into woods. It's rural, a dirt road off of a dirt road. A twelve minute drive to get milk and a half hour drive to go to the food co-op. We think it's just about perfect, and we're so grateful it found us.