Located at the point where granite and limestone bedrocks collide, the farm is a tapestry of mixed forest, rocky ridges, and meadows that lead down to the Salmon River. Of our 66 acres, we have a half-acre under cultivation, and about 20 acres of old hayfields that we will slowly rewild in a long-term plan to extend the conventional market farming into a forest-farm model.
We adhere to organic practices even though we are not certified. In support of regenerative agriculture – a system that aims to restore soil health, and support the well-being of all farm creatures (humans included) – we integrate a variety of strategies. They include growing veg in permanent raised beds, no/low-till (using gentle, unmechanized practices as much as possible), cover cropping, interplanting and growing our own green manure.
We’re learning to make our own high-quality compost to increase the soil health without relying on nutrients extracted from elsewhere. We rotate crops, support predatory insects and implement non-toxic interventions to cope with pests. It’s our belief that the best food comes from seeds that are locally-adapted, and we strive to use mainly open-pollinated varieties that are often heirlooms and always lead to delicious and nutritious veggies.
We’re modern farmers that want to live with the land we love, rather than on it, and leave it in better condition than we found it for the next generation. Our vision is to reinvigorate agriculture, so the eaters are just as connected to the land as the growers. We’re deeply appreciative of those who share these notions and bring our food into their home kitchens with the same passion as we put into growing it.
We’re a women-run farm with a mutt-mascot named Charlie who continues to inspire us to keep our noses to the wind and stay curious. When Charlie’s not napping in the sun, he’s valiantly protecting his women from the vicious chipmunks that inhabit the fencerows.
Adrienne has spent the last few seasons learning the ropes at other market gardens, and Hannah’s getting back to the land after diverging from farming to become an ecologist.
We were so young when we met that we can’t even remember it, and our friendship has become something of a family legend. Growing up on old farmsteads around the corner from each other, we spent our youth running through corn fields, building tree forts, teaching each other to grow the vegetables that we each loved and picnicking in our orchards. After living in different cities for a while, we both realized that we wanted to be farmers after all, so we packed up Charlie and spent the next year scouring Ontario for land until we drove down a treed lane and found Charlie’s Acres. We haven’t looked back.