—it’s a living, breathing space that nurtures us as much as we nurture it. And at the heart of it all is our home, Abigail, our 100+ year-old farmhouse, filled with history, warmth, and the stories of those who came before us.
YEARs WE have been on our farm
3
Acres that we get to roam
17.77
year old farmhouse that we call home, her name is Abigail
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Bloomstone Farm is a reflection of our commitment to permaculture and sustainability. We believe in working with nature, not against it, and strive to create a harmonious balance between the soil, the animals, and the plants we grow.
Our sprawling garden is the heart of the farm, where we grow a variety of herbs, vegetables, and florals that thrive in the rich, healthy soil we’re working to nurture. The garden isn’t just about what we harvest, though—it’s about creating a self-sustaining system where everything has its place. Alongside the garden, we care for a small herd of longhorn/black angus cows, a horse, a pony, and far more chickens than we’d like to admit!
Beyond the crops and animals, Bloomstone Farm is a place where we aim to teach our children the importance of stewardship. Our goal is simple: to raise them with a deep understanding of the land’s generosity and the responsibility we carry to protect it. Through permaculture practices, rotational grazing, and our unwavering commitment to sustainability, we’re cultivating more than just food—we’re nurturing a deep connection to the earth that we hope will stay with them for a lifetime.
We’re so grateful to share our journey with you, and we invite you to join us in celebrating the simple beauty of farm life, the joys of permaculture, and the deep rewards that come from working with the land.
ABOUT OUR FARM
Nestled in the heart of the western slope of the Rocky Mountains ...
I grew up on the back of a horse and with my hands in the dirt ...
My first job was at a local flower nursery on the outskirts of the city. It was a place filled with rows of blooms, serenity, and the soft chatter of chickens wandering about. I spent my days tending to flowers, my fingers in the soil, my heart steady in the rhythm of caring for growing things. It was here I first bottle fed a calf, got kicked by a donkey, and learned what butchering an animal looked like. It was where the seed of permiculture was planted as well as the start of me questioning conventional farming.
But it was more than just a job; it was where I first felt the quiet fulfillment of nurturing life, both in the earth and in the animals around me.
Horses have also been a part of my life for as long as I can remember—their steady presence always being a comfort to me. I've spent countless hours on the back of a horse and even more besides them. Learning patience, trust, and the unspoken connection between human and animal. Growing up, I was drawn to the work that came with it—the early mornings, the smell of leather and hay, the sense of purpose that comes from caring for something bigger than yourself. I knew this way of life was in my bones and these moments shaped who I have become.
I knew my path would always lead me back to a farm—not because it’s become a trend, but because my soul has always longed for the fresh air, dirt on my hands, and the grounding work of growing and raising my own food. This life isn’t something I chose on a whim—it’s always been a part of me, woven into my being as surely as the changing seasons.
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