Autumn 2026. In this imagined moment, I am steadying a young tree, making sure it has the support it needs to grow. That is what Wildwood means to me. When Dawne died, grief changed everything. Over time, I found purpose in the idea of planting something living in her memory. I want Wildwood Farms to become a place where families can honor loved ones with trees that are cared for, not just planted and forgotten. The land and the farm are still ahead of me. So are the hard days, the planning, and the work. But I know the purpose. A tree cannot undo loss. It can offer a place to return, a story to share, and something worth tending through the years. For Dawne, and for everyone carrying love after loss.
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Autumn 2026. In this imagined moment, I am steadying a young tree, making sure it has the support it need…
A contributor perspective from Killebrew, presented by Heather Killebrew.
Conceptual portrait of Joey carefully tending a young leafy tree supported by a wooden stake. He wears dark gardening gloves and a dirt-stained white Wildwood Farms long-sleeve shirt bearing the W logo. Warm sunlight illuminates the leaves and his focused expression.
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