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WELCOME TO THE FARM!

Illustration of a brown and black sheep with curly wool
A drawing of a cozy A-frame cabin with a chimney emitting smoke, set against a black background.
A chicken sitting on eggs.
Illustration of a wooden spoon with a dark background.
Illustration of a brown horse standing sideways.

working hard to do what’s right.

Livingston, MT

Getting hitched? Do it at the farm!

A woman with long hair wearing a yellow knit hat and gloves sitting in a snow-covered pickup truck with colorful scarves hanging from the side. She is smiling and waving with one hand in a snowy landscape with snow-covered trees.
Three wooden kitchen utensils arranged on a light wooden surface, including a large spoon, a chisel, and a small spoon.
A colorful assortment of fresh vegetables including green onions, radishes, cauliflower, and garlic.
Woman shearing a sheep outdoors in sunlight, with a work tool and sheep's wool on the ground.
A selection of fresh cucumbers, zucchini, and a yellow squash arranged in a basket with some green leaves and herbs at the bottom.
A hand holding a carton of eggs outdoors with a rural landscape in the background, including trees, grass, and mountains under a clear blue sky.
A collection of large orange pumpkins and a black tray filled with colorful orange and yellow flowers on a rustic surface.
Close-up of a young sheep with curly wool and a tag in its ear, with other sheep in the background on a grassy farm with fencing.
A young girl wearing pajamas with butterfly patterns and a large brown hat, riding a beige rocking horse, inside a room with wooden cabinets and a brick ledge.
Two young boys sitting at a wooden picnic table with a dark background. One boy wears a red and white striped shirt and red shorts, sitting on the bench, while the other boy, with lighter hair and a white shirt, is reaching for a box of crackers.

“Damned bowed legs!”

I’ll never forget asking my mother how her and my father met. She told me the story of him making her laugh at a dive bar in Rhode Island, only for him to walk away and leave her thinking “wow, look at those damned bowed legs!” - I remember looking up at her stunned and slightly embarrassed, and asked her, “like mine?” to which she said yes, laughed, and apologized for making fun.

I grew up feeling self conscious about these legs we shared, and grew to love them most because they’re one of the many traits I so fortunately inherited from my amazing, vibrant, hilarious, and daring dad who was always his own version of a cowboy at heart.

We each forged our own unique path through life on these legs, and we always made a point to stand out and do things differently than most. We built our farm in loving memory and in honor of my dad, Andrew, because he always believed in taking care of those in his community, uplifting and cherishing those he loved, and figuring out a way to make the dreams of others a reality.

A man sitting inside a vehicle looking out the open window at a palomino horse in a grassy field with rolling hills and a cloudy sky in the background.

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