This house has been called a Christmas house but the property sparkles with true holiday magic when snow blankets it.
Autumn at the farm isn't just about the harvest. Our Maple, Ash, and other property trees become a wash of briliant fall color as nights grow longer and cooler.
Gardens and fields lush with wildflowers and grasses are adjacent to the antique stable -- time seems to stand still here. There are even hundred year old apple trees in the east fields.
Snowdrops in the west field in February.
Spring fever at the farm! Seedlings are coming along but who can resist a trip to the garden center?
Out behind the farm on protected lands there are spring peepers. Their song is unbelievable. Turn your sound up!
Birds singing, chickens clucking ... a slice of heaven.