I have come a long way from the little farmgirl who grew up on a backwoods dirt road wishing for her very own palomino horse named Stardust, delivering milk to the neighbors in her wagon. I am now a *big farmgirl* living on a windy, ocean road with four horses, and an egg stand on Cape Sable Island (not the one with the horses….well we have horses but we aren’t THAT Sable Island). CSI is located on the very Southwest tip of Nova Scotia, Canada and it is very MUCH a fishing village.

My husband Trevor, the reluctant farmer, and I raise our four children here: Courtney 26, who lives nearby with grandsons Owen and Oliver; Logan, 22 a fisherman, and building his own homestead; Charlize 19 in her first year of college; and Luke 15, in Grade 11 and helping me out on the farm in between sports and school.

Although this wasn’t really my plan at 18, every single road led me back to who I am. Every experience changed me and peeled back the vanity of youth. I still love early mornings when the dew is still fresh on the fields. I still can’t go by a pile of fresh turned over ground without running my hands in it. I cannot NOT smell hay. I always want to be able to gather eggs warm from the coop, and pull my carrots by the bunch fresh out of the ground. I always want to feel the farm rhythms of each season. At my very core, it’s all I have ever known, what I need and what I was called to do.

I am glad you are here. This is my space where I tell stories, share how-tos, and invite you to fellowship through food. Welcome.