I am sometimes asked about the name “Brush Arbor Farm,” and the story is one I love to tell. I am blessed to come from a rich history of faith that runs deep in my family. My heritage is rooted in a long line of pastors who have faithfully served the local church. One of my favorite memories is attending "Brush Arbor Meetings" with my grandfather, the pastor of a country church in Royston, GA…

As I sit here, watching the sun rise over the brown grass that will soon give way to dark rich compost, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. This farm has been a long-time vision in my heart, and now, after moving to this little parsonage property last year, we're finally taking the first steps towards making it a reality….

I can still smell it - that intoxicating blend of dirt, spice, and water on hot earth. It's a scent that transports me back to my granddaddy’s vegetable garden, where I spent countless cool evenings as a child. The memory is so vivid, I'm convinced it must be what heaven smells like. Those evenings were filled with simple joys…

A sit down Q&A with the founder and farmer of Brush Arbor Farm.