After cramming our sneakers in our  purses and our boots on our feet, Mom and I were ready for our Moss Mountain tour!

Mom at Moss Mountain Farm

One other thing I wish I had added to my purse was a bottle of water. Consider taking one when you go–lots of walking.

Our instructions were to arrive at 10:30 for the 11:00 tour.

We were a little unsure what we were supposed to do once we got there. We followed the crowd to the gift shop area. Of course we had to take some goofy pictures.

gift shop 2

gift shop 1

 

The chickens were happy to pose for us.

chickens

chicken

 

After perusing the gift shop for about 15 minutes, we decided to ask one of the ladies wearing a name tag what the plan of action was. (You can only take so many chicken pictures.)

She motioned toward the vegetable garden and the sheep pasture as she told us we were free to roam until 11:00.

We kicked things into high gear in order to cover as much ground as possible. We were both grateful for our boots as we trekked across the wet field.

Moose, the donkey, was not nearly as cooperative for his photo shoot as the chickens had been for theirs!

Moose the Donkey

 

The little garden house was so cute! It was a wire frame covered with burlap. I wish I could have seen it when the daffodils were in bloom!

burlap house

I remember seeing  on Facebook back in the fall how Allen covered the little house with pumpkins.

burlap and wire house

 

Joyce’s House was featured in Southern Living not too long ago.

cotttage

 

It was getting close to time for the “official” tour so we had to head back. We did do more self-guided touring after lunch.

The Barn is where we had lunch-more on that later.

barn

 

In front of the garden home is this beautiful 300+ year old tree. Don’t you like the lights strung up for a party?

tree over 300 years old-Moss Mountain Farm

 

While the house is only about 10 years old, the crew did a nice job making it look as if it had been there 100 years or more!

side of the house-Moss Mountain Farm

 

The yellow “knock out” roses near the house were incredible!

knock out roses

 

You never know who you will run into at Moss Mountain Farm. I met Ceri, a fellow ARWB food blogger. at the blog conference I attended last year. She and her friend, Vanessa, drove down from Fayetteville, AR that morning.

RecipeDoodle

 

Next up…inside the house!

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