My father wrote Gypsy for his ethnicity on his immigration paperwork when he came to this country in 1968. I don’t think that we can actually claim any gypsy blood, but the desire to wander ran deep in his veins and I do believe that I inherited a touch of that. To complicate matters, I married a fella with the same leanings. All that changed after the birth of our second son. We decided it was time to buy a patch of dirt to call our own and lay down some roots.
And thus, Rooted Gypsy Farms was born.