I was born with a deep knowing of farming inside of me. Something I can not explain in words but know in practice. It is familiar work that I am grateful to do. I have never understood farming to be easy. Work is something I was taught at a young age, if given the the opportunity can be done with curiosity, creativity, humility and grace. Witnessing my mother navigate parenthood taught me this. She has always been a constant source of inspiration and encouragement in my farming practice. When deciding on the appropriate name for the farm I heard my Opa’s deep rolling voice calling out to my mother and me, Corolla.

Corolla is the crown of whorl of petals surrounding the flowers reproductive organs. Little crown. I feel honored to have access to this work and grateful to come from a long material line that have shown me a path.