I’ve wanted a farm for years. As time has gone on though, helping kids has been further weaved into that dream.

Sometimes my kid has normal preschooler meltdowns. Sometimes he’s wiser than he has any reason to be. His sage words have helped root me in the right direction.

I went to the beach recently. Without my laptop. For the first time. It was wonderful.

A note about slow builds, long dreams, and the value of starting anyway.

I love creating space for strategy and connection, even if most of my work happens alone, behind a screen, three states away from anyone on my team. That’s where Grindsboro started. It wasn’t a big plan. It was a quiet itch.

What makes a third space? Not home, not work—something else. A place to simply be. To talk, to meet, to make, to rest. The kind of space where the world softens and community can begin. This is why I’m building Wyrdstead.

I’m building Wyrdstead mostly offline—on purpose. After years in digital marketing, I’m choosing slowness, imperfection, and face-to-face connection. This is a project rooted in real places, real people, and a longing for third spaces where community can take root. Here's why I'm trading clicks for conversation.

Wyrdstead is a slow-built dream rooted in community, nature, and offbeat belonging. This isn’t a launch—it’s a lantern lit. Come see what’s growing.