Our 6.5 acre farm in Kitsap County includes a little less than 2 cultivated acres, a yurt meadow, barn, packing shed, wooded area, open fields and habitat for birds and other wildlife. Biodiversity is key to our success. We provide our customers with a wide array of vegetables and flowers while maintaining a balanced ecosystem in our gardens.
Farmer Rebecca Slattery uses careful crop rotations, homemade compost, cover crops, beneficial insectaries and patient observation to avoid synthetic pesticides and chemical fertilizers. Though not certified organic, our practices are stricter than the national organic standards. Deep ecology, closed loop systems and sustainability are our aims—“moreganic.”
Persephone Farm has been a pioneer in the Community Supported Agriculture movement—we started with 11 subscribers in 1991, making us one of the longest-running programs in the country. From the first week of June through the end of October, subscribers receive an armload of fresh-picked seasonal vegetables, herbs and flowers from our farm. Learn more about our CSA.
No traditional florist can match the just-picked quality of seasonal blossoms straight from the garden. We grow many dozens of varieties of annuals, perennials, herbs, bulbs, shrubs, ornamental grasses and unusual specialty materials using organic practices on our farm in Indianola. Learn more and see photos of our fresh and local wedding flowers.
As I write this, it has begun to sprinkle outside. The days have been feeling slower; we start our days at 8am now, waiting for sunlight to break the tree line. All of the signs are there – and so we enter this transitional period before we settle into winter. […]Read More
Farming is inherently a gamble, Rebecca explained to us over our morning salad harvest. You ultimately have to play the hand you are dealt, and what a dealer we’ve had in 2020! Even if you play your cards right, sometimes the game just won’t work out. At least the weather […]Read More
What was supposed to be a week of continued bountiful, 80-degree harvest has become smoky, yellow-tinted days, looking up at the strange sun. The wildfire smoke has reached far into the peninsula, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. Nonetheless, we wake up, check-in with each other, and continue about our week. […]Read More