Autumn 2026. In this imagined moment, I am steadying a young tree, making sure it has the support it needs to grow. That is what Wildwood means to me. When Dawne died, grief changed everything. Over time, I found purpose in the idea of planting something living in her memory. I want Wildwood Farms to become a place where families can honor loved ones with trees that are cared for, not just planted and forgotten. The land and the farm are still ahead of me. So are the hard days, the planning, and the work. But I kno...
