Our Story

Welcome to our place! We’re pleased to share that we have not died trying in these last 3 years on Pony Mountain.

My husband Lee and I built our farm with the consensual sentiment of “f*&$ it!”. Much of this was rooted in the blessing, and curse of the cliche sentence “life is short”, that has been buzzing above our heads like a persistent deerfly since childhood. Our relationship blossomed from the shared mission to enjoy and take advantage of every second of time we were blessed to be given, while trying to figure out how to convince those we loved, and mere strangers, to embrace the same alongside us.

Coupled with this hunger to live life with eyes and arms wide open, I myself have also been cursed with the incessant need to provide safety and sanctuary to any living being in need, and ensure their life is as complete as I can help make it. This includes, orphaned rabbits, injured birds, stray cats, rescue dogs, lambs and sheep, and rescue horses suffering from incurable ailments. Now, to live life with the full appreciation we aim to always hold close, we’ve recognized you also need to remain open to the pain and suffering that will wax and wane between great joys and victories - a life of contrast is important in creating REAL gratitude.

Enter Lee, with his insatiable need to create shelter and art out of the most peculiar materials. Whether it be free windows left on the side of the road, scrap wood or firewood, Lee has an incredible creative knack for quite literally revealing the shine in what most would consider “shit”. I will tell you, on the top of a mountain where you get 15ft snow drifts and 120mph winds, you need to make sure you have a Lee by your side to pull your rose colored glasses back down to rest on your nose some days.

So here we’ve been for the last 3 years - on top of a “seasonally accessible” mountain trying to make dreams far beyond our own come true, create a place of safety, healing and sanctuary, and make every ounce of shit shine. You can hold a little piece of our story in your hands by taking home the woolens, woodworks, herbals, eggs, and more that we spend all of our days pouring love into. Hell, you can even rent our little ranchhand cabin for a few nights if you want to see it all in action.