The Face Behind Sassy

Welcome. I’m so glad you found your way here.

Not long ago, my life looked very different. I once moved through fast city days, busy schedules, and a world that prized polish and pace. But little by little, something quieter began to take root. What started as a small backyard flock slowly bloomed into a love for homesteading, raising animals, growing food, and building a life shaped by intention rather than hurry.

Today, our homestead in rural Central Georgia hums along at its own gentle rhythm. Mornings begin early with coffee warming my hands and soft light drifting across the yard. Chickens chatter, quail stir, dogs and cats weave between boots, and roses grow patiently wherever there is room for them. I’ve traded designer handbags for rare chicken breeds and heirloom roses, and somehow it feels like the most natural exchange I could have made.

My husband, a country boy at heart, helped guide this slower path long before I fully realized how deeply I wanted it. Thirteen years ago, we left city life behind and chose something simpler. I stepped away from my career as a hairdresser to become a stay-at-home mother, and it opened the door to a life filled with presence, patience, and purpose. Raising our children here, surrounded by animals, gardens, and open sky, feels deeply right.

Homesteading weaves itself through every part of our days. We tend chickens and quail, grow fruits and vegetables, and work steadily to shape a place that is both useful and beautiful. Gardening, especially roses, has become one of my great joys. What began as a handful of plants has grown into more than 240 rose bushes, each one part of a long-held dream of an English-style country garden that shifts and blooms with the seasons.

Family sits at the center of it all. In recent years, my parents moved in with us, and sharing daily life together has been a gift. My father’s skill with building has helped bring so much of the farm to life, from pens and brooders to the small details that make everything sturdy and lasting. Our children move easily through the rhythms of farm life too, learning responsibility, kindness, and curiosity as they help care for animals and claim favorite birds of their own.

Farm life is not tidy or predictable. It is messy, noisy, peaceful, and grounding all at once. It teaches patience, consistency, and the quiet beauty of small routines. When the world feels loud, the farm becomes my refuge. Gathering eggs, tending roses, or watching the flock wander the yard has a way of softening everything else.

This homestead is more than a place. It is a collection of small moments, steady hands, and growing things. It reflects what we value most: slowing down, finding beauty in the everyday, and raising something meaningful with care and love. I hope as you linger here, you can feel the warmth, intention, and quiet magic behind everything we do.