Welcome

Hi, I’m Megan

I am the fifth generation to have been raised on our family farm in the heart of the Appalachian Mountains.

Married to a fellow old-soul, Colby and mama to two sweet girls: Evy Jo (4) and Aliza (2).

I love the feeling and lifestyle of old-fashioned and traditional homestead living. I find so much joy preparing nourishing meals using mostly homegrown ingredients and keeping a simple yet beautiful home. As well as, getting my hands dirty in the garden and on our farm.

I’m a RN by trade but after the birth of our second daughter my heart was longing to stay home. I honestly never thought my childhood dream of homemaking would be attainable.

When my husband and I made the decision for me to quit my full-time job and stay home to raise our babies we had no idea what that would look like financially.

 We knew it was not going to be easy and it hasn’t been. Now, I can proudly say it is worth every penny we had to pinch.

In an effort to save money, we spent more time tending to our garden. And looking to the hand-written directions we found among our heirloom recipes on how to use the pressure canner to preserve our harvest. 

We were able to fill our cupboard with canned green beans, corn, tomato and spaghetti sauce, pickles, and sauerkraut to name a few. This little stock, along with the beef and pork my family was already raising and processing on the farm and our eggs from our heritage breed chickens has fed our bellies and our souls.

These small steps toward reconnection with our heritage has sparked my interest in digging deeper down to my family roots and back into the past to learn more ways to be self-sufficient.

Follow along with our homesteading and homemaking journey to be inspired and learn the skills and rhythms of living off the land.
Megan Evick Johnson
man on green tractor

Our Heritage

My family heritage has a humble beginning on a farm up in the mountains, just outside of town. My roots run deeper than the establishment of our little town itself in 1794 by my ancestor.

It is a “blink and you miss it” small town with old brick buildings and stunning Victorian farmhouses. Everyone really does know everyone around here.

Our multi-generation family farmland is just across the river. Up a narrow winding road, on top a rolling West Virginia mountain. The original farmhouse homeplace is to the right tucked under the bank. It is still called home to our family today (My sister and her little family live here now).

 The living room was once a one-room schoolhouse which dates beyond our recognition. It has the original stone hearth fireplace, built-in bookshelves and hand-hewn logs behind the old wood paneling. There are two stairways leading up to a small labyrinth of four tiny bedrooms which once slept ten children, including my grandpa. Additionally, the doorways and windows are a little less than square and the floors in a couple rooms are slanted but sturdy. The house and the old ways of life lived within their walls and lived out on the farmland has stood the test of time.

It is an honor to pass on the old-fashioned skills of self-sufficiency with the next generation and with you!

dad, mom and two daughters

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