Bee Sage Farm

Welcome! Bee Sage Farm has been years in the making and still in its infant stage of creation. It is both exhilarating and frightening. Exhilarating like the birth of a baby or the start of a new relationship or getting into the school of your dreams. Frightening with the weight of responsibility, the pressure to perform, to deliver the goods. Literally. And, let’s not forget that four letter f word always lurking beneath the surface ready to derail any forward progress with its long, cold fingers and mind numbing chills: Fear. [Insert body shudder and cold sweats.]

For over 40 years, the space called “the farm” has been dormant of farm activities with the exception of hay baling by a local farmer down the road. Dormant of human cultivation for human consumption. Nature thrived. Wild flowers, shrubs, trees, weeds grew in abundance in every crack and crevice imaginable. Birds of all feathers, amphibians, butterflies, insects bloomed undisturbed. A most natural ecosystem nestled between growing developments as urban crowd leaked further from the center of the nearest metropolis. Still, the farm, with its crisp, clean air, stood in stark contrast to the modern houses with their man-made pools and professional landscaping. Its as if nature, Mother Nature, surrounded the farm with protective energy and vibrations that dissuaded its human inhabitants from surrendering the farm to the same unfortunate state as its neighbors.

2017, the fourth generation to homestead the farm takes up residence in the original old, weathered farmhouse. This house, an original sears catalog creation, has seen better days. On the outside, the large columns holding up the porch are crumbling. The foundation, patched at least once over the years, is displaying signs of requiring another face lift. The doors, quintessential to the era in which the house was built, are worn and no longer seal. The concrete stairs are turning into rubble and a ramp to make the home wheelchair accessible covers the remnants. The porch leaks. When it rains outside, it rains inside, too. The inside of the house shows its long history of survival. A once proud single family home converted into a multi-family home as children married and stayed to work the family farm. Dairy farming is not for the faint of heart, then nor now. Upstairs, there is a bedroom outfitted with a kitchen sink that still remains today. It is a part of the history of the house that does not yet want to leave. On the main floor, a bedroom sliced in half to put in a bathroom when plumbing became available. In the basement? The floors are mostly dirt with smatterings of concrete here and there. An old cellar lined with shelves for storing processed goods. Behind the shelves hangs an old sheet to hide what is beyond: the remains of a foundational wall under duress, crumbling and leaking rainwater. Good thing the floors are dirt.

With decades of rest, the land is fertile and waiting for the next inhabitants to harness its energy and cultivate a new legacy. Year 2004, the current occupants requested and received permission to return the farm to its agricultural roots. Where dairy cows once grazed weeds were mowed and raked. Mowed and raked. Earth was turned with the last tiller to plow garden patches by man power rather than horse. It is old but still functional. It gets the job done. After multiple tillings, the dirt proves as black as ever littered with the rocks and sediment from years of collecting. No matter. Seeds are sewn; and, the harvest, beyond anyone’s imagination. A processing frenzy ensued. The eating was fantastic. This is the true beginning of Bee Sage Farm LLC though nobody knew it at the time. It would take another 16 years of listening, learning, feeling, knowing, intuiting to reach the legal formation presented today.

Still in infancy, Bee Sage Farm looks to Nature for learning and expanding. She is the ultimate sage from whom the farm receives guidance, learnings. Her energy is high, vibrant and healing. It is palpable. Having a bad day? Take walk through the trees. Feeling unsettled? Immerse bare feet into the warm earth and be grounded back into reality. Mind racing? Breathe the crystal clear air and be brought back to the present. Nature, she knows how to heal not with just her energy and vibrational frequency but with her progeny. Indigenous tribes around the world intuitively knew to tune into Nature to support the human body from physical discomforts. Have a headache? Willow bark tea. What is more, the compounds in willow bark is used in what we call aspirin on store shelves. Feeling under the weather? Feverish? Aronia berry tea and syrup supports immune systems. Aronia berries are known today to be one of the highest anti-oxidant, anti-viral, anti-bacterial, anti-inflammatory fruits readily available in markets. Stressed, anxious, nervous? Chamomile flowers were infused into a tea by the indigenous and is readily available for the very same symptoms today. Nature provides an incredible apothecary to support human health at the root every day, not just when illness presents itself. It is a partnership with modern medicine, not a replacement. If this sounds intriguing, follow Bee Sage Farm on its adventure to provide the highest quality products for every day support from seed to harvest and sourcing materials with Nature’s consciousness at the heart of every decision.

Your presence on this journey is THE highest honor. In all ways, strive to Bee Sage.