The Wuglbones!
A progressive modern family consisting of Josh, Brianna, Zoe, and Carys, we all contributed different last names. After countless attempts to come up with an all-inclusive surname, we combined multiple letters of each of our last names. Once Wuglbones was discovered, it stuck, and bringing Fozzy into the family shortly after cemented our legacy.
Peach Rock Farm
There’s a large boulder amidst our Peach trees that is the namesake for our farm. It’s a lovely setting, on the Applegate River, with lots of big trees, wild areas, and many different landscaped areas to wander through. We say often we are lucky to live here, amidst the wild animals, beavers, and birds.
When Bri and Josh met, the timing, and love, was truly serendipitous. Bri always dreamed of having her own farm, or even a large garden. Josh wouldn’t say the same, but he happened to have been offered a property management position just weeks before meeting Bri. The property came with a place to reside, 800 fruit trees, and ample garden space. Josh sure is thankful to co manage this place with the vision and passion that Bri brought along. It’s been a grassroots effort, slowly building up the garden and fruit trees, leading to opening Peach Rock Market this year, as our lives evolve into the next phase.
Our Companions
Fozzy Wuglbones the First.
Ball. Scrounge for food. Human’s food, or cat’s food, or chicken’s food. Whatever can be scrounged. More Ball. Affectionate and charming, Fozzy is always up for whatever comes next – as long as it means being with the family.
Meer Cat. (Miri.)
A fierce hunter by night. A meowing kitty wanting food and affection at 6:30 in the morning. Sidekick and loyal companion of Bri in her garden. Climbing fences, rolling in the dirt. Long before Fozzy stole our hearts, Miri has always been there. So she truly should be the first Wuglbones.
Foxy.
Son of Miri. Truly a scaredy cat (a strange evolution from being the neighborhood bully.) When he moved to the farm, he slept in the neighbors
abandoned car for four months, before finding his way back home. When Miri is done eating, Foxy pounces on her food bowl. Then on to prowling the garden.
Farm Photo Gallery
