Morning Glory Acres

08/30/2026

Huge thanks to our neighbor Douglas Coakley for the a‑maize‑ing donation — the herd is all ears! We’ll be drying a few extras for fall décor, too.

08/29/2026

Missed it yesterday? The Barn is open again today from 8 am - ?

Scoop up a basket of bargains or a quilted treasure! Americana, summer, and fall baskets tucked right inside the barn, ready to be adopted by their forever homes.

Come browse, smile, and snag a sweet deal while you’re here @ 345 Tracey Dale Rd, Howard, PA. See you there!

Cash, Venmo, and PayPal accepted.

08/25/2026

Scoop up a basket of bargains! Americana, summer, and fall baskets tucked right inside the barn, ready to be adopted by their forever homes.

Come browse, smile, and snag a sweet deal while you’re here @ 345 Tracey Dale Rd, Howard, PA. See you there!

Cash, Venmo, and PayPal accepted.

07/28/2026

Baby Stew vs. Flower

07/28/2026

Flashback to baby Stew

07/25/2026

07/25/2026

If Stew can wrangle a stick with pure determination and a very committed tongue, you can tackle whatever’s in front of you. Keep at it — resolve looks a lot like this. Stick with it… the real magic happens when Stew starts steering that thing with his tongue.

05/21/2026

looks like this rooster finally has something worth crowing about.
We’re grateful for the kind feature in the and everyone who’s been cheering us on.
Read the full story here: https://www.statecollege.com/centre-county-gazette/ribbon-cutting-at-morning-glory-acres/

05/21/2026

Who says the grass isn’t greener on the other side? At Morning Glory Acres, if you look closely, you’ll notice a perfectly manicured fence line around the goat yard — lovingly ‘maintained’ by our pint‑sized pirate, First Mate Moonpie.
How do we know it’s him? Because Cap’n W***y can’t fit his head through the fence holes… but Moonpie? Moonpie breaches the perimeter like a seasoned deckhand on a snack‑seeking mission. Some goats browse. Moonpie plunders.

05/20/2026

Flashback to this day last year 🪜🐮
Chilly morning, me on a ladder pampering Steward Wilson while he stood there soaking it all in. Maybe life really does begin after 50 — because apparently that’s when you start doing barn acrobatics before breakfast.