What's Happening at the Farm
I Was Country Before Country was Cool
Remember that old song? “I was country before country was cool” – I sing it sometimes as I walk from room to room in my all-white farmhouse (pictured in my...
I Was Country Before Country was Cool
Remember that old song? “I was country before country was cool” – I sing it sometimes as I walk from room to room in my all-white farmhouse (pictured in my...
An Unexpected Pleasure and a New Friend
We were both surprised and honored this week when California Congressman Mike Thompson visited the Farm! We had more than one “small world” moment - he, too, is a lavender farmer...
An Unexpected Pleasure and a New Friend
We were both surprised and honored this week when California Congressman Mike Thompson visited the Farm! We had more than one “small world” moment - he, too, is a lavender farmer...
Now that we have oodles of oil . . .
With the harvest in our rear view mirror, we’ve begun looking ahead to bottling our freshly-distilled essential oils and blending them into our products. First, a word about bottling: “Shelf...
Now that we have oodles of oil . . .
With the harvest in our rear view mirror, we’ve begun looking ahead to bottling our freshly-distilled essential oils and blending them into our products. First, a word about bottling: “Shelf...
These Artists Made an Impression
Paul Kratter and thirty-four other artists from the California Art Club brought their talents to the Farm this week, and it was both amazing and informative! After a stroll through...
These Artists Made an Impression
Paul Kratter and thirty-four other artists from the California Art Club brought their talents to the Farm this week, and it was both amazing and informative! After a stroll through...
Let's Welcome Spring
When I think about Spring, it’s the idea of promise that gives me joy. Across the fields, I see birds, buds, bees – the promise of another season of growth...
Let's Welcome Spring
When I think about Spring, it’s the idea of promise that gives me joy. Across the fields, I see birds, buds, bees – the promise of another season of growth...
