Generations were born and raised on this land. Many a pea picked and countless hours shelling peas and enjoying the flavors of southern foods cooked to perfection by my late mother in law. I don't think I have ever met a more genuine woman who always had a seat at her table for anyone who needed a warm meal, an ear to listen or a dose of reality. She taught my husband how to preserve the bounty of the seasons and taught me how to make a mean biscuit! After Josh and I had been dating a few years I asked him when he thought we might get engaged. His answer was as soon as you can make a biscuit like momma. 

So off I went to Nannette's house to learn the art of making biscuits. It took a while for me to get it right. There were quite a few bad batches but I eventually got the hang of it and soon after he proposed. 2 months before we married she passed away. While she never got to see us walk down the aisle she was there with us that beautiful day on the lake. There are so many lost moments in my mind, things I wish I had known about her, wished I had asked her to teach me and times where I wish we could have just slowed down and enjoyed the evening breeze a little longer under her beautiful lighted trees. She was and still is a huge part of why we do what we do and why we love doing it!

As I reflect on how far we have come in our journey as a farm family I am constantly in awe of God's timing, His purpose for our lives and the people and opportunities he continues to place in our path. 
Many years ago, generations before my husband, a seed was planted and a family took root in Little Texas. I am so thankful to the farmers before us who tilled the way for us to begin our journey as a farm family. 

We use a method of farming called plasticulture. What this means is each row is a raised bed with a layer of plastic over it. Under the plastic is a drop line irrigation tube that feeds water directly to the roots of each plant. This method increases yield, increases water absorption, decreases weed growth and decreases water waste. Between each row, we leave enough space to get the tractor through it to till up the dirt and keep weed growth down. 

We hope you enjoy our sweet jams, pepper jellies and pickles featured on till!