I used to be a “fall girl”. Immersed in anticipation of the rich changing colors of the rich foliage that surrounds us. The crisp morning air. Sweaters. Scarves. Warm pumpkin chai coffee. Bonfires. This isn’t something I have put much thought into lately. However, I will say, last fall was the first time I felt a palpable dread for the fall and winter. I am not certain why, other than possible the closing in loss of the garden that brought so much joy last summer.
One of my closest friends asked me this spring, “why are tulips so happy”? For me it was suddenly clear. Perhaps the promise of emerging life, of color and vibrance, and of a season anew. Watching all corners of the property, and perhaps myself, enter a new season of growth and beauty. To both immerse myself into and to share with anyone around me that wants to feel the same.
I have spent every spring documenting the perennials that bloom in March, April, then May. Knowing what is next to look forward to. Two years ago, we lost a good portion of the garden to a massive walnut tree, thrown through the yard effortlessly by a typical midwestern storm. The south wall and garden beds destroyed. However, by some grace, the tree missed the chicken coop by mere inches. Family arrived shortly after to help clear the initial mess. And close friends in the month that followed with chainsaws.
The image at the beginning of this post include scaiosa scoop seedlings, with a morning cappuccino, in a new box built in the primary corner of damage, representing our new season of growth for 2026. We are so excited for this next chapter of our boutique farm.
You can too enjoy this summer's bounty with a bouquet club subscription and support the growth of the farm. We look forward to sharing all this beauty with you.
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