Feral House wasn’t something we planned.

It started as a conversation during a hike.
We sat for a while on Pickens Nose, just talking about life, what we really wanted, and how hard it can be to find your people.

We were just daydreaming.
Wondering out loud.
Sharing the kinds of ideas you don’t really expect to follow through on.

Months passed.
But that little idea kept tugging at us.

We couldn’t stop thinking about what it might look like to create something that felt real.
Something that made space for the kind of peace you find outside and the kind of joy you find with community.

So eventually we said okay.
Let’s try.