WildAugust Nursery & Flower Farm

06/25/2025

Summer flowers, fresh from the field. 🌾

(L to R) Lisianthus ‘Mariachi Pink,’ Celosia spicata, Coxcomb ‘Jura Salmon,’ Amaranthus ‘Hot Biscuits,’ Tuberose ‘Mexican Single.’

06/15/2025

There are no good words for this loss; it seems more appropriate to use the language of things she loved instead, to speak in the vocabulary of gardens & birds. She grew herbs in her backyard, daily adding them to homemade sourdough, Sunday dinners, & along the edges of serving platters. At the end of a meal, when dining conceded to conversation, she would often pluck parsley from a cleared platter & chew on it thoughtfully as she listened. “Don’t you love the way basil smells when you water it?” she asked me once, standing beside her plants, hose in hand. Did she know how carefully I was paying attention? How much I delighted in her English rose catalogs or her recalling the flora of Colorado? “Have you ever seen a columbine?” I had not. We were climbing Mt. Casco when she pointed one out, & I marveled at its pleated blue petticoats, grieving that nothing so delicate & beautiful could grow in our punishing heat. Maidenhair fern was her favorite. She shared this while visiting my neighbor who tended a backyard wildscape, a haven for all kinds of birds. The green jays were less common then, & Marilyn wanted so much to see them. We visited Mrs. Gill together, sat in the light streaming into her sunroom & marveled at the brilliant jays. We were leaving when she noticed the maidenhair spilling out of a pot in a shady corner. “The faucet above it leaks,” Mrs. Gill explained. “That’s the secret. The fern loves the constant drip.” I tuck sprigs of my own maidenhair into Marilyn’s flowers now. I learned to grow it from Mrs. Gill too, all those years ago. I want to write Marilyn’s story like this, in the tendrils of the wild passionvine that scrambled up her back fence, in the soft purple of her cherished Birkenstocks, in the stones pocketed on Colorado summits & other sacred locales. Let the peonies & clematis tell of her youth in the mountains & the sprigs of pigeonberry & anacua speak of her love for the Valley & its treasures. Let me gather feathers & nests & eulogize her with a nod to warblers, vireos, & ruby-throats. Let all of it be for her a sort of botanical epitaph, & let it honor her story well. She was such a consequential part of mine.

06/06/2025

Summertime flowers. 🌞

05/05/2025

Mother’s Day! 🌸 I am slightly embarrassed to admit I just don’t have time to get everything uploaded to the website this year, so we’re accepting orders the old-fashioned way through messages, calls, and texts. We’ll have peonies in bunches and in vase arrangements as well as garden roses and an assortment of our own field-grown flowers including gardenias, lisianthus, zinnias, celosia, dianthus, rudbeckias, and statice. Vase arrangements start at $95, and paper-wrapped bunches start at $45. Orders will close on Wednesday at 5 pm. We will be open on Saturday from 9:30-1:30 during our weekly Market for order pickups. As always, we are closed on Sunday. I’m so grateful for your orders and am excited to help you celebrate the mothers in your life. 💕Please forgive the lack online. If you *do* prefer ordering through the website, just choose your favorite arrangement and let me know in the order notes if you’d like specific flowers or colors included. I’ll do my best to honor every detail. Grateful for you! -Jennifer

04/18/2025

And after twisting together a crown of thorns, they put it on His head, and a reed in His right hand; and they knelt down before Him and mocked Him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” Matthew 27:29

02/15/2025

What a beautiful day in the flower barn. Thank you for all the orders, calls, shop visits, smiles, hugs, and love. 💕 I hope you feel it deeply today! ❤️

01/28/2025

Planting lisianthus ahead of this afternoon’s showers. Not gonna jinx it by saying they should be blooming in time for Mothers’ Day. 😉🌸🤞🏻

01/25/2025

Thank you for all the love for our new billboard. We’re pretty excited to see our flowers up there, and it’s thrilling to know you are too! ❤️🌸
GO TEXAN

GRATEFUL. THANKFUL. BLOOMING!! 💐💕🙏 Harlingen, we love you!

01/23/2025

You’re still beautiful, January. Even in the killing cold. ❄️

12/17/2024

It’s been a busy minute since I last shared a post. I appreciate that The Algorithm wants to be fed, but the introvert in me has been winning the arguments lately. The snaps are beginning to bloom though, and that’s worth stepping back into social media for a sec. They’re so pretty, and of all the flowers we grow they are far and away my very favorites. 🐉

11/21/2024

The water shortage and our government’s failure to enforce the water treaty affects all farming in the Rio Grande Valley. Sugar cane is gone, and citrus is in a precarious position, but this is a crisis that affects all growers and all crops.

11/08/2024

If you requested sweet-pea seeds, my friends from MI Academy have you covered. 🥰 Tom, Sam, and Bradley were in the shop this morning getting the seeds counted, packaged, and labeled. Thanks to their hard work, the seeds are ready to go for tomorrow (Saturday) morning from 9:30- 1 pm. They also helped me package the ranunculus corms for those of you that asked for some. I DO still have a very limited number left, so it’s not too late if you haven’t called dibs yet. 😉
On a personal note, I’m grateful for MI Academy and its staff and students. An organization founded by my friend, Linda Noell, MI Academy (Meaningful Instruction Academy) offers special-needs adults opportunities to learn and perfect basic life skills and to help others in the community. They regularly volunteer around Harlingen, and every other week I’m lucky enough to have them here at the flower farm doing everything from stamping flower sleeves to sowing seed trays to packaging up orders for customers. They bring levity and joy to this often stressful job, and I am always grateful for our time together. ❤️