Look, I’m not saying you’ll suddenly want to move to the countryside. But after an hour here, your shoulders will drop, your brain will stop spinning, and you’ll remember what silence sounds like. (Mostly silence, plus the occasional “BAAAA” from an overexcited sheep.)
It’s also a brilliant date idea. Watching someone squeal at baby goats is a real test of compatibility. If they don’t laugh, run—or at least save the brownie for yourself.
Best part? It’s open every day from 10am to 4pm. No booking needed. Just show up, breathe in the hay-scented air, and let the farm do its magic.
What If
A Few Little Quirks (Because Farms Are Like That)
Heads up: the farm is actually smaller than you’d expect. You can see pretty much everything in 45 minutes—unless you’re me and you spend 20 minutes just watching the chickens eat. Don’t judge; it’s hypnotic.
The path can get a bit muddy after rain, so maybe don’t wear your white sneakers (unless you want them to become “artisanal brown”). There’s also a legendary rooster named Colin who crows at all the wrong times—like 3pm. He does not follow the schedule.
Also, the goats have names, and the staff actually know them. That’s the level of wholesome we’re talking about. Yes, it’s adorable. Yes, I cried once. (Just once. It was a rainy Tuesday.)
