Six acres.
Infinite work.
"Most of what you see here wasn't ordered. It was made."
Foxglove Farm sits on six acres of Pennsylvania field, forest, and creek. What happens here doesn't fit a category. Part vineyard, part apiary, part workshop, part experience. Entirely built by hand.
The yatai appears at dusk. The barn reveals new rooms. The vines are two years in. The bees don't take direction from anyone.
This is not a venue. It's not a brand. It's a place that happened over years, built the slow way, on purpose.