life on the farm
where the flowers grow
Our small flock of chickens are a constant presence in the garden and the fields. They also have their own Twitter feed.
We also have three dogs, who spend equal time lounging inside on the furniture and roaming the property.
Several hives of bees enjoy the flowers and reward us with honey.
Somehow, fall always seems to arrive overnight. The flood of dahlias from the field suddenly slows to a trickle, and the short days mean we're sometimes harvesting by the light of a headlamp. We extend the season with tunnels, frost fabric, and other tricks, and even when the first hard frost hits, there is still plenty to do: dig up dahlia tubers and get them ready for winter storage, prep the field for next year, plant the tulips, pre-sprout and transplant the ranunculus and anemones, and get the farm all spic-and-span in preparation for our fall and winter wreath-making workshops.