A personal story about family, resistance, and the conversations we don’t know how to start. There are some conversations in life that don’t come easily. Talking to your parents about downsizing is one of them.
I know this not just as a real estate agent—but as a daughter.

Some people grow up learning to sew at their mother’s side. I grew up watching my mother sew — and wanting nothing to do with it.

At Rockwell Farm, we don’t just have chickens — we have a hierarchy. And at the top of it sits LuAnn, the undisputed Godmother of the Coop. Yes, she was named after the iconic Countess from The Real Housewives of New York, and much like her namesake, LuAnn carries herself with a certain authority… and just a touch of drama.


Whether I’m chatting with neighbors at the farmers market, walking through a home with buyers, or speaking with homeowners considering selling, the curiosity about the market in Ridgefield and Fairfield County is stronger than ever. And the truth is — 2026 is shaping up to be a fascinating year in real estate.

Ours just took a few decades to fully unfold. The name Rockwell Farm didn’t come from owning acres of farmland or running a large agricultural operation. It came from something much simpler - a lifelong love of making a home, growing food, and living close to the rhythms of family and land.

In a world that moves quickly, sourdough bread asks something different of us. It asks us to slow down. There are no shortcuts in sourdough baking. The starter needs time to wake up. The dough needs time to rest and develop flavor. The bread rises slowly, often overnight, while the house grows quiet.