About Us
As a child, I remember the acre of land my dad purchased just on
the outskirts of Belton, Texas for
a garden since we lived in town and didn't have enough space in our
yard to grow very much in the way of fresh produce. In the far
southwest corner of that property stood a huge native pecan tree
that produced hundreds of small to average size pecans almost every
year. I remember thinking the tree must be 100 years old to be
that big! Knowing what I know now, it probably wasn't even
half that age, but when you're only 5 years old, everything looks
bigger than life.
My husband also reminisces
of the majestic pecan trees that stood along a creek in his
neighborhood in Lawton, Oklahoma. He and his brother would
climb up into their branches to shake down enough pecans for their
mom to make a pecan pie. His best childhood memories are
beneath (and in) those trees.
We planted our first
pecan trees in the early 1990's on our 1 1/2 acre home site.
Our property overlooked a huge valley full of pecan trees, so we had
a good feeling about our ability to grow pecan trees on our
place.
Our first trees were
a mixture of varieties; some were container grown, some were bare
root. Some were planted by using the methods described back
then by the Ag Extension agency (post-hole digger hole, compost,
fertilizer, and pack the dirt back in) and others were planted using
Howard Garrett's method (dig a big ugly hole, only the original soil
goes back in, and settle the dirt with water -no
packing). We quickly discovered that Howard Garrett,
the "doctor of dirt" from Dallas, had the right
idea. Our trees grew and flourished, and so did our desire to
have more land and more trees.
We
sold our home and bought a 40 acre farm in a small, rural town and
built a new home. We once again planted our pecan trees, but
this time we planted four acres of trees instead of a yard full of
trees. Robert carefully designed and installed a grid of pecan
trees of various varieties from the well known Indian-named
varieties to the not as well known varieties. We soon
learned that proper irrigation was a necessity and the orchard
became more than some yard trees, it became a full-blown
HOBBY. We called our farm "Brock Farm" and so did
everyone else that knew us. Sadly, after the 9/11
tragedy, the airline industry took a big hit, and so did my
husband's job, which was directly tied to it. He and several
other folks lost their jobs, and it became apparent that we would
have to sell our place and move to find work.
We
ended up moving north of Dallas to a small, friendly community on
the Texas/Oklahoma border where we purchased another farm just
outside of town. Smaller than our last place at 13
acres, this place appears to have the best of both of our
previous places. We have a small creek that crosses our
property, and we back up against a larger creek. This gives us
a nice river bottom for our pecan orchard. Our house
sits safely on top of a hill, away from any harm if the water
rises from the creek banks in the spring. The soil here
is much more fertile than our last place, which allows us to grow a
variety of fruit trees and vines. Our garden thrives in
the sandy loam soil and the slightly cooler temperatures.
So
this is the place we call "home sweet home" and once
again the hobby orchard has begun. We enjoy and cherish our
time, freedom and tranquility on the farm. We teach our
children how to respect the land and be self sufficient. They
see how things grow and the work involved in the process. We
look forward to each day and are happy to share our experiences with
you -- and hope that you will share your experiences with us!