Welcome to Two Moons Farm.
We are a homesteading adventure on the edge of suburbia. 18 acres of rolling hills, goats, sheep, chickens, horses, and a perpetually weedy garden. Join us as we take on overgrown land, broken equipment (and backs), flooding, lack of cable and reliable internet, all to enjoy the peace and splendor at the end of a narrow dirt road.

This is Floyd, he's a mamma's boy
This is Floyd, he’s a mamma’s boy

“Never judge a man until you walk two moons in his moccasins”

Naming our farm was quite a task, I wanted a name that meant something. Anything with “meadows” or “acres” in it sounded like a retirement home. Everything where I live ends in “creek” or “hills” so that was off the list. I kept coming back to one of my favorite books, Walk Two Moons. I believe that everyone at some point in their life has done something they regret, or does not go along with what society says is normal. So, not judging someone until you really know what has gone on in their life is something we could all try a little harder at. I know I am still working on it. Go ahead, put on someone else’s “shoes” today and go for a walk.


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