Nourishing Family Farm

04/16/2026

What did you have for breakfast? Do you know where it was made? Do you know what’s in it? If you buy from us you will have all the answers to these questions!

04/16/2026

Promises made promises kept.

Genesis 9:13-17
New King James Version
13 I set My rainbow in the cloud, and it shall be for the sign of the covenant between Me and the earth. 14 It shall be, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the rainbow shall be seen in the cloud; 15 and I will remember My covenant which is between Me and you and every living creature of all flesh; the waters shall never again become a flood to destroy all flesh. 16 The rainbow shall be in the cloud, and I will look on it to remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is on the earth.” 17 And God said to Noah, “This is the sign of the covenant which I have established between Me and all flesh that is on the earth.”

04/14/2026

04/14/2026

Spring is a time of renewal fresh new life and hopeful beginnings. We at nourishing family farm want to see what this year blossoms into. Hopefully we can help each other make good things happen and we can blossom and bloom together.

04/13/2026

Out checking cows before delivering to liberty.

Checkout our website for drop off times, prices and everything we offer.

04/13/2026

The fruit of our labor and the glory of the cow.

Hey Liberty we will see you soon!

04/11/2026

Here’s the routine before milking. Saw some things I need to clean better while shooting this video.

Always room for improvement!

This is how we clean the equipment before milking and how we store your milk before we bottle it.

Last year we spent over $4,000 dollars on the detergents, acidic cleaners and sanitizer to clean our milking equipment.

Hope you enjoy this.

04/09/2026

I was reading this morning and an interesting statement jumped out at me. That inspired this video.

04/08/2026

Good morning friends! It's early and I've had one cup of coffee andmy brain told me we have lots of new followers so I'd better do some posts about us.

Thats probably the hardest part about marketing our farm's products. Talking about us. There's not really anything special about us. Just two farm kids that got married and had a dream.

But there is something special about what we do and we need to brag on ourselves just a little bit.

We produc A2A2 milk and dairy products from our grass based dairy cows,along with our Pasture raised pork and organically grown wheat.

Over the next few posts I'll fill you in more on the specifics of each and why we produce each but today let me tell you why you should buy from us.

1. Consistency. We deliver on time, the same product every week. This isn't just our passion or our mission, this is our business. It's something we hope to build and pass on to someone in the future. It's not a hobby or something we do if we have extra milk. We produce milk every day for you, our customer. We know you have lots of options but we want to be the one you depend on when supply chains break or the unexpected happens. We want you to know that when you purchase our products we feel we have been invited into your home.

2. Commitment. Our commitment to you is to produce an honest fresh safe valueable food product that will strengthen your families health, while giving you maximum satisfaction in nutrition and taste. After all, if it doesn't taste good and isn't good for you, why buy from us? You can get that at the grocery store!

3. Caring. We hope you know that all through the process of making your delicious dairy, pork, and grain products we have Caring as a core principle. Caring for our land by learning, implementing practices to grow crops in a fashion that improves the soil and pastures. Caring for animals so they are content and able to be exactly what their nature wants them to be. Fianlly caring for each of you our customers and friends. By being honest and trustworthy, transparent and vulnerable, friendly and warm.

We are learning every day. We are also growing every day. Our business needs to grow as well. We have big goals this year. Our biggest goal is to meet new customers that become new friends. We want our farm to survive and t be profitable so we can continue to supply our community with good quality food for years to come.

So try our products for the health of it and the community of it. Keep buying because of the relationship and the friendship. Buy knowing you're helping a small farm, not a big chain. And buy for the value of it. You really do get more from a direct relationship than a packaged transported shelf stable food look alike!

We hope to see you soon and taste the consistency, commitment, and caring in every food you get from our farm.

04/07/2026

15 gallons of fresh milk…
6 quarts of cream so thick it doesn’t pour…
6.5 pounds of raw salted butter…

On the low end…
$150 in milk
$50 in labor

Only $31 a pound for today’s freezer stock up.

04/06/2026

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My grandfather never locked the barn.

He said there was no point. Everyone who passed that road knew whose farm it was. Knew our name. Knew that if they needed a dozen eggs or a bag of sweet corn, they could leave a dollar in the coffee can on the fence post and help themselves.

That was trust. That was community. That was the world he built with his hands.

We buried him last spring.

And three months later, the letters started coming.

Not from neighbors. Not from anyone who had ever stood in our fields or eaten our tomatoes still warm from the vine. The letters came from attorneys. From development groups with names that sound like airports. From people who have never once felt what it is to press a seed into cold earth and wait.

They want the land.

All 240 acres of it.

They have already cleared the farm two miles east of us. What stood there for four generations is now a grid of identical houses with lawns the size of postage stamps. The old peach orchard is a retention pond.

I drive past it some mornings and I have to look away.

My grandfather spent sixty years learning that soil. Learning which low fields flood in April. Which hillside catches the morning sun long enough to ripen the earliest tomatoes. Learning the land the way you learn a person. Slowly. With patience. With love earned over time.

You cannot buy that knowledge at a closing table.

You cannot deed it to a developer.

It lives in the people who worked the ground. And when they are gone, and the ground is paved, it is gone with them.

That is what no one tells you about farmland loss. It is not just the acreage. It is the accumulated wisdom of every person who ever worked it. Every hard season that taught something. Every good harvest that made it worth coming back.

Gone. Quietly. With no memorial.

My family is still deciding what to do.

There are loans to think about. Property taxes that have tripled since my grandfather was alive. A market that rewards scale and punishes the small farm that still does things the slow, right way. The math is brutal even before a developer writes a number on a piece of paper.

And that number is not small.

I understand why families sell. I do. I have sat at that kitchen table. I have looked at those figures. I have felt the weight of it pressing down on people I love.

But I have also walked those fields at first light, when the fog sits low between the rows and the world is perfectly still, and I have felt something I cannot name except to say it is worth fighting for.

Not every farm can be saved. That truth is hard and I will not pretend otherwise.

But some of them can.

Not by sentiment alone. Sentiment does not pay the tax bill. Sentiment does not keep a dairy herd fed through February.

What keeps farms alive is people who decide, quietly and consistently, to show up for them.

Buy the local eggs even when they cost more. Find the small dairy before it closes. Stop at the roadside stand on the way home. Sign up for the farm share and actually pick it up. Bring your kids once, just once, to see where food actually comes from.

Not as a field trip. As a commitment.

A vote for the kind of world you want to live in.

Because here is what I know standing in my grandfather's fields, watching the houses climb closer every year on every horizon.

The barn is still unlocked.

The coffee can is still on the fence post.

We are still here.

But the window is not open forever. Farmland does not come back once it is gone. The peach orchard does not grow back through the concrete. The knowledge my grandfather carried does not transfer to a deed.

What is lost is lost.

So while there is still time. While the fields are still fields and the barns are still standing and the families who tend this land are still holding on.

Show up for them.

That is all. Just show up.