Old Stonehouse Farm

05/29/2026

05/28/2026

How do you know when the hay is ready to make?

Every year, right about the time the orchard grass heads begin turning shades of purple, the farm seems to hold its breath. To most people it’s just a pretty field, but to a farmer it’s the first sign that hay season is here.

Those purple heads mean early mornings, watching the weather, and long dusty afternoons spent chasing dry hay before the next rain. The smell of fresh cut grass, wagons creaking through the fields, and sweat mixing with sunshine become part of everyday life again.

Around Old Stonehouse Farm, those purple fields have always felt like the beginning of summer’s real work — and somehow, its most beautiful work too.

05/28/2026

05/28/2026

Happy National Burger Day!

There’s something about burgers on the farm that feels like the start of summer.

By late afternoon, the farmhouse kitchen begins to fill with the smell of beef sizzling on the stove or the old grill outside. Fresh sliced tomatoes, onions, and baskets of potatoes cover the counter while everyone slowly wanders in hungry from the day’s work. Someone is always sneaking a taste before supper’s ready.

Outside, the animals settle in for the evening as the screen door swings open and shut and tired boots cross the porch one more time before gathering around the table.

There’s nothing fancy about it. Just good beef, soft buns, and the kind of meal that brings people together without needing much invitation.

At Old Stonehouse Farm, burgers aren’t just something to eat — they’re part of the rhythm of farm life. Simple food, raised with care, shared with family, and best enjoyed hungry.

Homegrown. Homemade. And served with stories around the kitchen table.

05/25/2026

05/23/2026

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05/21/2026

05/10/2026

Mother’s Day, as we know it today, began with a daughter’s love.

In 1908, Anna Jarvis organized the first official Mother’s Day service in Grafton to honor her own mother, Ann Reeves Jarvis. Her mother had spent much of her life caring for families, tending the sick, and teaching that a mother’s work was among the most important in the world. Anna wanted a day set aside to recognize the quiet sacrifices mothers make—work often done without praise or reward.

By 1914, Woodrow Wilson declared the second Sunday in May a national holiday.

There is an old saying that feels especially true on a farm:

“God could not be everywhere, so He created mothers.”

Whether it is a mother cow licking her newborn calf clean in the spring pasture, a hen settling over her eggs, or a woman standing in a warm farmhouse kitchen baking for her family, mothers have always been the gentle hands that nurture life.

At Old Stonehouse Farm, Mother’s Day is woven into everything around us. The mares nuzzle their foals, the garden begins to grow, and the kitchen fills with the sweet smell of bread and cookies. It is a reminder that the most important work in the world often happens quietly—in barns, in fields, and around the family table.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers who feed us, guide us, and love us. 🌷🐄🥚🍞
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05/10/2026

Happy Mother's Day! We welcomed a beautiful filly out of Dichosa OSF into the world this morning!