Who’s back there
A woman, a hollow, and a good many chickens
Branna Hollow started small and stayed that way on purpose — a few hens, then hives, then a vegetable patch that got well out of hand, then a cottage kitchen because the biscotti kept selling out. Today it’s a vintage camper at the end of the drive with a chalkboard on the door.
We’re a woman-owned farm and we keep it deliberately small. The fox on our sign is asleep for a reason: this is a place to slow down in.
“Grown with care. Made by hand. Rooted in nature.”

