11/11/2025
It never really ends does it. It just shifts.
Today wrapped up our very last Blooms in the Burbs share of the year. The final week of weekly bouquets. The field offering her last handfuls before settling into a slower rhythm. I know I said the season was over this weekend, but really the season never ends. It just changes shape.
Because now The Club begins.
The dahlias might be finished, but the farm is not. The work is not. The beauty is not. Fall flowers are still coming in for our Club members. The beds are being cleared and replanted. The tunnels shift into their winter tempo. Seeds are sprouting. Plans are already unfolding for spring from under the soil.
But today did feel like a moment.
The closing of the weekly bouquet rhythm.
The field and I taking one deep breath at the same time.
Bloom in the Burbs becomes The Club.
Same heart. New flow. More room to savor.
Flowers that follow real seasons.
Flowers that meet your life rather than asking your life to meet a schedule.
The Club is for those who want to be part of the growing year, not just the bouquet. For those who love knowing what is waking, what is lingering, what is fading, and what is quietly preparing for the next beginning.
We will keep harvesting.
We will keep designing.
We will keep growing.
Just with a little more intention. A little more breath.
Here’s to the final share bouquets.
Here’s to the field shifting her pace.
Here’s to beauty still very much on its way.