
Moore Farm Country Store
&
Herb Shoppe
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Where you can find Old Fashioned Goodness in homemade local products!
Know where your food comes from!
Thank you for supporting our small Local Business!!
YOU are making a difference!!
Hours February 2023 Open: Thursday, Friday, & Saturday
10:00-4:00
Also by Appointment
Getting Back to the Earth.....
to Find Your Roots......
Community Market Fair! Watch for 2023 Season!
We will be adding several dates!
If you are interested in becoming a Vendor Call & Talk with Kim!
at 603-859-0464
Moore Farm is a unique Country Store that offers a wide array of locally raised and homemade products. Here on the farm we raise Grass-Fed Beef, Lamb & Chicken. Whatever we do not raise on our farm, or do not have enough of, we get from other Local farms, like organic Vegetables, Raw Milk, Cheeses made from Raw, unprocessed Milk. We have Hundreds of dried Organic or Wildcrafted Herbs as well as fresh culinary herbs we will cut for you when you come! We have a small bakery where you can find delicious pies, cookies, muffins and so much more! We also carry Gluten-Free breads and Goodies!! We have RAW unprocessed honey and Maple Syrup too! We are always adding new products to the shoppe! Come on in for a visit!
You won't be disappointed!
We must have a Minimum of 6 people to run all classes! So Bring a Friend!
We will be adding lots of classes for 2023! So stay tuned!!
Please Call ahead to register for each class! 603-859-0464
Thank you for your patience and support while we Re-Vamp and
Re-Organize during off hours. Our Goal is to give our great customers a better and improved shopping experience!
Ode to the Coming Spring
Wet snow banks of dirty grey
Drip slowly onto busy streets
Fields once painted with winters brush
Reveal dead grass beneath
Tracks both made by man and beast
Disappear and become aloof
A slow dissolve of winters trace
Before life springs anew
Sap soon runs from maple trees
Some robins show up here
Old stonewalls hidden from sight
Now divide this changing sphere
Chickadees scratch the ground
Blue Jays screech and caw
Young grey squirrel begin their search
At the end of winters thaw
With watchful eye we patiently wait
As we feel the mercury rise
The final release of a cold death grip
As crocus greet the sunshine
Each living thing feels refreshed
All spirits are clean and new
Sweet flowers fragrances fill the air
Springs promise once again comes true
It’s been a long winter, can’t wait for spring.
G.A. Baribeault / 1st Crown Point Group / March 5, 2015