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!

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.

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The Latest From Our Blog

The Days Weigh Heavy

There’s so much going on. The days weigh heavy. Decisions. Work. Finances. Never ending. And panic rises. I feel it. I stuff and stuff. Not wanting to feel. My immune system fights off a cold. I cough. I cry. My eye is red and swollen. There is nothing easy these days. The days weigh heavy. […]

She’s 17 Now Too

She’s 17 now too. The next to the youngest. It’s taken me so long to write this post. A month actually. The words would get caught, and not flow. The reality so harsh. She’s 17 now. The next to the youngest. That beautiful dancer girl. My Christmas Angel. She’s 17. The same age her brother […]

She Did A Thing

She did a thing. All by herself. Though, strangely enough, she asked me to be with her. A big decision. A big purchase. What a joy it’s been watching her as she has wrestled: How do I make Godly choices? How do I be responsible and make an educated purchase? What do I really need? […]

Don’t Underestimate A Visit

Don’t ever underestimate a visit. Ever. He sat at my table. We drank tea. Conversation flowed easily. I laughed. He shared about the things he has been doing and where he is headed. Hopes and Dreams. A path. Unsure. Yet ready. All too soon it was time for him to go. I don’t know when […]