About Our Farm

Before I was a farmer, I was a nurse. I spent years caring for patients in clinical settings — watching families navigate impossibly hard days with extraordinary grace. But no amount of clinical training prepared me for what it would feel like to raise our own children and realize that two of them were autistic.

For a long time, I looked for places where our family could simply breathe — somewhere unhurried, gentle, and free from the noise of a world that doesn't always accommodate the way our kids experience it. Safe spaces that didn't require us to apologize or explain. We found hints of that on farms. There is something about a miniature animal — patient, curious, fully present — that meets a child exactly where they are.

So we built one. My husband and I turned four acres in New Castle, Indiana into the place we'd always been searching for. Holiday Miniature Farm wasn't born from a business plan. It was born from a need — from our family's need, and from the knowledge that hundreds of other families felt the same way. Autism families. Therapy professionals. Caregivers who are tired and still showing up. Curious kids who just need a different kind of day.

Whatever brought you here — I'm glad you're here. This farm belongs to all of you as much as it belongs to us. There is always something healing waiting in the pasture.