Our Rings
Ring by ring, year by year.
Every year adds a ring, and every ring holds a season of us. Come stand under the branches and help us celebrate how far we've grown.
2012
Married under the oak
We said our vows beneath the big oak at Fernwood - it rained for ten minutes and nobody moved an inch.
2015
The allotment year
One rented patch of soil, far too many courgettes, and Sundays were never the same again.
2018
Along came Biscuit
A scruffy rescue dog with strong opinions about squirrels. The walks got longer and so did the laughs.
2022
The treehouse summer
Built with the kids over one long summer - two hammers, one bruised thumb, and the best view in the valley.
2027
Fifteen rings deep
Still climbing, still planting, still us. Come count the rings with us at the farm.