Richmond Magazines Article, Loudoun Calling

Jonathan Staples pivots 45 degrees until his back faces Sugarloaf Mountain. On this muggy morning, our line of sight shifts from an open sore of tractor-torn red clay to a grassy field of saplings under cerulean sky. A crow startles from an abandoned deer blind, ascending toward the houses in the distance. Once the trees fill out, they’ll hide the prefabs’ yellow and blue sidings; all that visitors will see is the picturesque, 53-acre working farm, brewery and hop processing center of Black Hops Farm.

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