Tucked away in a quiet corner of the forest in Southeast Kelowna you’ll find a little farm unlike any other. And you’ll find a farming family unlike any other, too.
Despite having grown up in Kelowna, over our 20-year absence my husband James and I had become consummate urbanites. We came into farming rather unexpectedly. But I’m pleased to say we’ve embraced the venture fully with head, heart and hands.
Dad built rustic fences for his cattle and rustic sheds for his antiques. Following the natural contours of the forest, mom sculpted a garden oasis that blends seamlessly with its surroundings. Together they built a beautiful log home that cradled countless gatherings of friends and family over the years.
This labour of love was intended to be a place for them to live out their years when they retired. Sadly, mom passed away unexpectedly in 2010, and dad passed four short years later.
And the little farm was passed to me, James and our two daughters, Olive and Charlotte.
James and I packed up our life in Vancouver’s urban jungle and moved to a rural one. And so the adventures began…
Alison and I consider it a blessing to have met this family and to work with them as they head on down the road to a lot of adventures ahead.