The Cycle of Life
Birth, Death, and the Quiet Lessons of Farming Every new set of babies born on our farm fills me with excitement. Each one feels like a continuation of something I’ve built with my own hands—something…
Why I Look Broke (and Why That’s the Point)
People sometimes say things like, “For someone who makes decent money, you sure are broke all the time.” I usually laugh, because on the surface, it probably looks true. I drive an old, beat-up truck.My farm…
The Self Sufficiency Journey
The Quiet Weight of Each Step There is so much to be said about self-sufficiency.When I started, I only imagined the end: the vision. The finished homestead. Gardens thriving. Goats and cows moving through rotation.…
Code on My Hands, Dirt Under My Nails
Split Between Worlds I live in two worlds, and neither one fully understands the other. By day, I lead teams through systems built to maximize efficiency, extract output, and treat people like puzzle pieces. I…
Where We Came From
It Started With a Wake-Up Call. Before the farm, I lived behind a screen. I worked in tech. I gamed hard. I carried an extra hundred pounds on a frame that was already tired. I…