Davis Farm and Guest House

Vermont Family Owned Dairy Farm | Country Farm Guest House | Family Recipes | Stories of Faith, Love, and Family

Welcome to the Davis Farm!

The Davis Farm Guest House is a perfect place to connect and be refreshed!

We are a family owned and operated grass fed and Organic Dairy Farm nestled in the small town of Jericho, Vermont. We are grateful for this piece of land to steward.

We offer on farm sales of raw milk, and farm fresh eggs. We also sell locally farm crafted compost.

Besides farming we offer lodging at our Davis Farm Guest House. Situated on a dirt road with a breathtaking view of Mount Mansfield, a stay in our Guest Home is sure to be a lasting memory. The Davis Farm Guest House is also in close proximity to local wedding venues such as The Mansfield Barn and The Whitcomb House.

Our Recipes

Recipes

The Guest House

Davis Farm Guest House

Farm Products

Fresh Farm Products

The Latest From Our Blog

Just For A Moment

Just for a moment I am alone. I play one of my favorite cd’s. It is quiet. And just for a moment I let my self remember. For a moment I am a mom of 6 again. Just for a moment. I let the tears fall as the quiet permeates my soul. These days have […]

One Day

She sits beside me. We bow our heads. This German daughter of mine. We say the Lord’s Prayer. “Our Father. . .” She prays in German. My heart. One day. . . Every knee should bow and tongue confess. One day the language will all be the same. No more barriers. Philippians 2:11 And that every tongue […]

Happy Birthday! And Just Like That, She’s 16!

Happy Birthday, dancer girl!!!And just like that, she’s 16. I am not sure where the time went or how we got here. But here we are. Our beautiful Christmas baby.  Born when things were different. When death and cancer had not knocked on our door.  A time when I spent waiting.  Breathing in deep promises of what […]

Even If. . . .

Even if. . .  Those words. It’s how she strings them together with other words that pierces my heart. Even if, the answer isn’t what I long for. Even if. . . I know the even if. . .  Even if my son is killed in the middle of the night on a lonely, dark […]