Walden Farm has long had a tradition of hospitality and storytelling. Before the turn of the century, Abby Varney Walden took in paying summer guests who enjoyed the restorative peace of the Maine countryside. Abby made a little extra money to buy for her family what she could not grow or make. Bessie Cummings Walden of the next generation continued the tradition whilst raising five children.
That was over seventy years ago but Walden Farm is again taking in guests. For more information go to our lodging page on our website. We hope to honor the inscription on the gravestone of Nathaniel Haskell, our ancestor and a first settler of this beautiful land. ‘I opened my door to the traveler and the stranger did not lodge in the street.’
You can read about these lovely folks on our blog. Grandfather (aka Gramps, Boonie or Eddie) was the fifth child of Bessie Cummings Walden. Gramps had a legendary memory of his delightful childhood on Walden Farm. Before he died at the age of 95, he and I had a great time writing down those stories. Some you can read here on our blog and I hope to compile the rest in a book for all to enjoy. – Viv Walden