The Estate
A waterfront,
held quietly
Forty-one bedrooms across five distinct buildings,
on one of the Eastern Shore's most coveted parcels.
A Sense of Place
Maryland's Eastern Shore is a country apart — flat, agricultural, cut through by the bay's tidal fingers. Moofy sits on one of its oldest waterfronts, in Royal Oak, between St. Michaels and Oxford.
The estate is reached in two hours from Washington and Baltimore, three from Philadelphia. Yet within minutes of the gate, the pace changes. The lanes are narrow, the trees old, the houses set far back from the road.
St. Michaels is fourteen minutes away — a small port town known for the Maritime Museum, a Saturday farmer's market, and a long evening at the dock. Easton, eighteen minutes inland, holds the region's restaurants and quiet galleries.
A Working Land
Not a backdrop — a life lived
Moofy is, in part, still a small working farm. The gardens are planted each spring with what the estate cooks like to use — tomatoes and basil for summer dinners, squash and chard through the shoulder months, kale and root vegetables holding into the cold.
Guests are welcome among the rows. Eggs are collected at first light and brought up to the kitchens; what you don't use, the next guest will.
The Animals
Hens, ducks, a few rabbits
A flock of hens lives near the brick house, a small group of ducks and turkeys near the pond, and the rabbits — well-loved by visiting children — in their hutch by the orchard.
They're part of the morning rhythm of the place. Children feed them. Cooks gather eggs. It's a small thing, but the presence of working animals changes the feel of a stay.
The Water
A thousand-foot pier, and the bay beyond
The estate's shoreline runs along a sheltered cove of the Chesapeake — calm enough for swimming and paddleboards, deep enough for sailboats to come and go. Our pier extends a thousand feet, with crabbing traps set along its length from April through October.
Kayaks and canoes are at the water's edge. Sailing charters and fishing boats are arranged on request, departing from our own dock.
What's Here
The grounds, in detail
Beyond the five houses, the estate holds a number of small particulars — the kind of details that, over a long weekend, quietly become the reasons one chooses to come back.
A thousand-foot pier
For crabbing, fishing, and the long evening walk out to open water.
A working kitchen garden
Vegetables and herbs in season, picked by guests and shared with our chef.
Chickens, ducks, turkeys, rabbits
Fresh eggs collected at first light and brought to the kitchens.
Holy Scoops
An old church on the property, now an ice-cream parlor for our guests.
An art barn
Easels, canvas, and quiet — for an afternoon of unhurried painting.
A private library
Bound volumes, a fireplace, and a kettle that's almost always on.
Tennis & pickleball
Two courts, lit for evening play. Racquets and balls provided.
A swimming pool
Generous in scale, set among the lawns between the buildings.
A Way of Hosting
"We're composed," the family says, "not as a hotel, but as a home — opened, for a time, to those who arrive together."
Every stay is arranged personally. There is no front desk, no concierge counter — only a small team who know the property well and respond, by hand, to every inquiry.