12/27/2025
This isn't just a shop โ it's a home.
Behind this door, life unfolds in all its beautiful, unhurried rhythms. Some days you'll find me here, flour dusting my apron, warmth rising like prayers from the oven. Other days, I'm with my chickens under open sky, or with my kids, or with my family โ tending to the tender things that make this place breathe.
When you step inside, I hope you feel what I've woven into these walls. A place to land softly. To remember what it feels like to slow down, to be held by something warm and real. Here, you can shed the weight of the world at the door and find a pocket of peace waiting for you.
There is a number on the door so If the door is locked during shopping hours just call and know that I'm still home โ just on the other side, living the life that pours love into everything you see here.
So come as you are, weary traveler.
Speak, friend, and enter.