We've had moose on the back lawn three of the last six mornings, an unusually wet spring (which the wildflower hill is, frankly, loving), and a chef who's finally talked us into making croissants in-house. We are seven rooms on four acres in the cottonwoods between Jackson and the Tetons, and we have been doing this — slowly, deliberately, by hand — since 1995.
If you are thinking about a stay: come for three nights. Two never feels like enough. If you are thinking about a wedding: write us before the brochure — we'll tell you which months are quietest and which photographers we'd use for our own daughter. If you are returning: the room you stayed in last time is held for you on the dates you mentioned, and the chef remembered the eggs.
The valley is having its moment. We are not. We are doing what we did when the timber went up.
