Norridgewock, Maine
Sun‑sweet, and half‑wild by now.
Set out along the field edge in the 1940s, they slipped the row and naturalized into the old stone walls. Eighty‑five years on, the Wilder family still tends them there — and still picks by hand.
Tell me when we’re pickingThe old sugar maples that line the drive to Wilder Farm have been here longer than the house. They were planted by the settlers who built this farm, but the trees they replaced had fed people on this land for thousands of years.
Read more →The 2025 growing season is drawing to a close. The potatoes are dug, the beans are threshed, and the last of the shiitake are coming off the logs.
It was a good year. The Adirondack Blues yielded well despite a dry July, and the Jacob’s Cattle beans — our first serious dry bean crop — exceeded every expectation. We threshed them by hand over a long October weekend, which was equal parts satisfying and exhausting.
Read more →We’ve been meaning to start writing things down for a while now. Not instructions or advice — just honest notes from a small farm in Maine.
This is where we’ll share what’s happening in the fields: what’s growing, what surprised us, what failed, and what we’re trying next. Expect harvest updates, the occasional recipe, and glimpses of daily life on a working farm.
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