We are David and Stacy Fitzmorris, party of 7. When David and I met he had been accepted to farm internship in West Virginia. Of course he never made it there because instead he met me. Years before that he had traveled to Puebla, Mexico to climb a mountain.The locals there had a good laugh when he told them his plans and they told him he couldn’t climb the mountain until he got acclimated to the altitude. So he didn’t end up climbing the mountain either. Instead, David fell in love with the culture and the people in Puebla. Enough to stay three years to be exact. There he learned to eat seasonly, became fluent in Spanish, and taught an English class. So when we named our farm 6 years ago, it was the most simple and meaningful name. Farming was always the dream and Spanish was his favorite.

Farming for me wasn’t always the dream but hearing David be so passionate and excited about it I dove in head first. Having had my first baby via c section at an early age it had me questioning everything. My second baby (and all of them after) were born at home with a loving midwife. That really started it all for me in terms of questioning our food and medical system. I wanted to know where our food came from and how together we could do it better for ourselves. To give our children the very best we could. I am thankful for David’s hard work and determination in giving us the very best life and food possible. We are excited to now share that with all of you and your children.

Thanks for being here,

Stacy Fitzmorris