Wild Mother

04/13/2026

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04/13/2026

Story time ♥️

When I was younger and went away to college, one of the first questions people would ask was, Where are you from?

I’d say Smiths Falls, and I still remember some of the responses. Oh do you have a knife in your sock? Or
Smiths Falls, you must be tough

And I’d just laugh, because I had no idea what they were talking about. The wildest things we did were pretty standard small town teenager stuff , sitting on the train bridge dangling our feet, maybe smoking something we weren’t supposed to, or wandering around trying to convince someone to buy us a bottle. Nothing glamorous. Nothing scary. Just kids growing up in a small town, the same as anywhere else. I’m sure my name is still engraved in that old train bridge.

Then life carried me to Prescott in 2014 as a single mama with a 5 year old and that’s where everything started to shift for me.

I found the old farm , back when it was Dr. Albert’s and I rented it before buying it. I didn’t realize at the time how much that place would shape me. There’s something about stepping out your back door and seeing open fields, trees, wildlife space to breathe. Space to think. Space to become.

When you’re younger, you don’t really know who you are yet. You just kind of live. And then slowly, over time, life starts to show you. That farm was part of that for me.

And now here we are , getting ready to pass it on to someone else. The sign will be up this week. I feel anxious. I feel excited. I feel everything in between.

But more than anything, I feel grateful.

Grateful for the small towns that raised me. Grateful for the life I built here. Grateful that my kids got to grow up with dirt on their hands and space to run.

It didn’t work out in the end how I had imagined, but here’s to dreaming up our life even with the speed bumps

It’s been a really beautiful chapter 💗

04/13/2026

This week has been a humbling reminder that we are not meant to do life alone. I’ve had to lean on a dear friend more than usual , borrowing a vehicle, getting rides, asking for help in ways I don’t always find easy. And she has shown up for me with so much kindness and zero hesitation. Just steady, generous support.

It’s made me really reflect on how important those people are in our lives , the ones who don’t make you feel like a burden, who step in without keeping score, who remind you that it’s okay to need help sometimes.

We talk a lot about being strong and independent, but there’s a different kind of strength in allowing yourself to be supported. In trusting someone enough to say, I can’t do this alone right now.

This week, I’m deeply grateful for that kind of friendship. The kind that shows up in the real, everyday moments and makes them a little lighter.

If you have someone like that in your life, hold them close. And if you are that person for someone else , it matters more than you probably realize 💕

Wild Mother

04/13/2026

This memory popped up today ‘Sold Out CSA 2023’ and I had to pause for a second.

Because that version of me? She started with nothing but a vision. No farming background, no blueprint, no guarantee it would work. Just a pull toward the land, a willingness to learn, a whole lot of grit and $20 in my pocket.

In 2020, when I put my very first seeds in the ground, I honestly had no clue if they would even grow. I had read the books, watched the videos, Googled what I could but actually doing it? I didn’t know.

And then they did. They grew. They bloomed. And that same summer, I lost my mom. I think, in a lot of ways, that’s how I moved through it. I poured my grief into the soil. I kept showing up. And what came back to me were the most beautiful flowers.

From that place, I built something real. Something people believed in enough to support , fully. Like whoa.

And I’m really proud of that.

Not just for the flowers, but for who I became in the process. The risks I took. The resilience I built. The way I showed up for something I cared about, even when it felt overwhelming.

Looking back now, I don’t feel sadness. I feel respect.

Like!! yeah, girl. Look what you did.

And maybe more importantly , look what you’re capable of doing again, in whatever comes next 🩷

Love Kelly Mae

Wild Mother

04/12/2026

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04/12/2026

Our bird feeders are out.
No clothesline here 😞
But maybe I’ll figure one out

04/12/2026

The For Sale sign goes up this week at the farm, and wow, what a journey it’s been to get here. If I could speak directly to the people who will walk this land next, I’d tell them this,

This place holds some of the most breathtaking sunrises and sunsets you’ll ever see, the kind that make you pause, no matter how many times you’ve witnessed them. The light stretches wide across the open fields, and in those quiet moments, everything feels still in the best way.

You will witness glimmers.

There’s a beautiful mix of open space and treed areas, giving you both room to breathe and places to tuck into. The mature tree lines frame the land in a way that feels grounded and timeless.

Out front, there’s a porch where you can sit beside two old pines, coffee in hand, and watch the sun dip low in the sky. It’s one of those simple, quiet rituals that becomes part of you.

If you have dreams of growing something, of getting your hands in the dirt and tending to your own little piece of land this is a beautiful place to do it.

And if you have children, you’ll watch them run wild and free, riding their bikes up and down the horseshoe driveway, making the kind of memories that stay with them for a lifetime.

The farmhouse itself is the real deal full of character, charm, and that nostalgic feeling you just can’t replicate. It’s cozy, it’s inviting, and it holds the kind of warmth that only comes with time., it simply needs someone to come in and love it, and make it their own.

The barns and outbuildings carry that nostalgic, old farm charm, the kind you can’t recreate. They’ve stood through seasons, stories, and change, and you feel that when you’re here.

Wildlife is part of daily life on this land. Deer pass quietly through the back field, owls visit in the evenings, and ravens call overhead. It’s a place where nature isn’t something you visit it’s something you live alongside.

And while you’re just a short drive to town, when you’re here, it feels like your own private little world.

This land has been a chapter full of growth, challenge, and beauty. And now it’s ready to hold someone else’s story.

It will change you. It will hold you.

It held me for 11 years

That’s what I would say.

Love Kelly Mae 🌺

04/11/2026

04/11/2026

💕💕 happy Saturday! We are heading to Ottawa for something exciting lol, but I can’t tell you yet haha.