08/23/2026
August is weird for flower farmers.
You dream of this kind of abundance all winter, and when it's actually here, it can get pretty overwhelming. Early mornings day after day after day, long evenings and nights with headlamps on, trying to harvest in the all the months of hard work in a very compressed time frame...it can kind of make you feel like you're going a little crazy 🤪🤪🤪
Yet at the same time, you look around and see THIS -- this unreal beauty right in front of your eyes, your undeniable gratitude that THIS is your office, that THESE flowers are literally paying your mortgage and buying your food and making it so your kids can take soccer and dance and buy books to read for fun.
Farming is both beautiful AND hard. It is both incredibly rewarding AND incredibly demanding. I absolutely adore it, and it can absolutely drive me bonkers.
Kind of like a lot of the most important things in life :)
Happy Sunday, my friends. Just wanted to share a little piece of the August beauty with you since my tired brain can't wrap itself around sharing full recaps at the moment 😁
(Pic of one of our lisianthus rows this weekend. Not gonna lie, she's pretty gorgeous right now!)