From the field
Autumn 2026. This portrait shows the Wildwood I picture in my mind: a quiet afternoon, a work-worn hoodie, and trees growing beyond the frame. The farm is still a dream, and I have much to learn about finding land, raising healthy trees, and caring for them through the seasons. But the reason behind it is clear. After losing Dawne, I learned that love does not end when a life does. I want to create a place where families can plant a tree for someone they miss and return to watch it grow. I hope Wildwood becomes more than a name on my shirt. I want it to be a place of patience, work, remembrance, and something living left for the next generation.