We live on a beautiful little farm in rural Oregon. "Home" is a 100 year-old farmhouse, made of tongue and groove old growth cedar walls one foot thick. And yes, it's brown. But the real Little Brown House is a log cabin on our property built by Sam Barlow, who traveled across this great continent on the Oregon Trail in the mid-1800s. We look out the same window he looked out, we run our hands along bunks made of hand-hewn wood, as he might have done. We keep our home-canned goodies in the cool, near-darkness on the shelves of that cabin, much as folks have done for the past 150 years. It's a great place to store our root vegetables, and our well-worn gardening tools.
We grow herbs--culinary, medicinal and tea--in commercial-sized greenhouses, which are bordered by an heirloom apple orchard, enormous gardens and pastures, and a greenhouse devoted to winter crops for our family's use. This blog is partly a diary of our days and a way to share our hard-won experience... but mostly it's a means to connect with other kindred spirits, like you. Enjoy!