about us

This farm is a typical 19th century homestead, first established in 1820  during the golden days of this coastal fishing and farming community.  The farm is perched up on a set of glacially  smoothened plateaus growing with the most magical hay-grasses and wildflowers, on one of the many peninsular fingers pointing out into Cobscook Bay– looking eastwards to the protected estuarine Pennamaquan River. Most of the farm is a protected forest of spruce, balsam fir, larch, maple, birch, with patches of oaks and elms and some queenly White pines that escaped the epoch of lumber-cutting. The old barn has burned down ( leaving its boulder basement bare) but we’ve erected a Timberframe outdoor kitchen for the Farm Camp in the old style.

On a chart you’ll see that Pembroke is the heart of Cobscook Bay.  Leighton Point adjoins a sheltered cove equidistant between Eastport and Lubec, two cities/ towns built on the sardine and lumber trades, with a goody legacy of naval warfare and  smuggling– just to the south of the Canadian border line, which cuts like a zigzag across the bay– Franklin Roosevelt wanted to put in a massive tidal power installation here, but he didn’t. So you’ll be happy to get out and  watch the whales, seals, porpoises and puffins– not to mention the whirlpools.


Plumage and Plankton

The farm itself is protected by conservation easements put in place by Maine Coast Heritage Trust using federal monies for bird habitat. Thousands use this area, and the adjoining  sanctuary of the Moosehorn National Wildlife refuge–arctic terns, eagles, gannets, shearlings, plovers, puffins, petrals, eiders, shearwaters, loons, herons..not to mention the most prosperous and confident seagulls. They perch on the ledges, race up and down the surf, fluttering up in great clusters feed up on the rich diet here, before they fly off south America with a tummy full o’ phyto+zoo planktons, and the tiny little shrimps, arthropods, wormies and goodies snatched from the rockweed. These birds go far, those banded on a Monday in Eastport, will be tracked by Thursday in Suriname..

The previous owner of the farm was Oroville Putney, a beloved, eccentric, charming and tall! second generation stone mason. He was known to wear pink tennis shoes in all seasons, to use his long arms to sling mortar as a “very sloppy mason”  building walls and foundations with quite some splashabout..  He is remembered for cruising up and down the point…smiling and sleeveless on his gas-powered Whizzler bicycle !