10/11/2024
There is she.
I can see our growing season coming into harbor. A dot is out on the horizon, with frost on her tail. Maybe Monday, maybe the week after.
These gorgeous warm sunny fall days are filling up our sails. We still have lots of flowers. Plus we planned for it, we seeded lots of late successions to have blooms now. Oh and heirloom chrysanthemums! Watch out for these if you are a grower or flower lover, they’ll grab you by your heart. Our first buds are starting to open, they will continue to open til Thanksgiving.
It’s pretty dark at 7:30pm and it’s dark when I get up. We have the lights on in the kitchen in the morning now. Our daylight is running low. Am I sad? Ha, no:) Because it’s fun to run really fast and jump on the growing season merry go round, hold on for dear life. Just as it is to step off, and be dizzy. And stand still as the sky spins. Until it is quiet and still again and everything focuses a little differently, like something has changed and something was learned.
Plus well, I have my tulips - loud nasally French Hon, Hon, Hon!
And our freaking 7th Annual Winter Wreath Workshop - Yeehaaa!
And we actually have a task list of about a hundred things to do including some big weddings
And thousands of little plant babies to get the ground and protect
So we can run and jump in spring
Catch the wind with our sails
Take a spin on the flower sea.
(Which analogy are we using here?)
I don’t know which do you like? The season is a ship or the season is a merry-go-round?
(I don’t know but the French sound thing was funny. But I’d say merry-go -round because you do seem like you are spinning.)
Good! That’s the best part;)
Inner critic/confused reader voice aside, it has been another good year. I’m good. I’m grateful. I feel really strong and relaxed even, and it only took 8 years;)
Thank you for your love and support! Can’t do it without you!
Yes our Wreath Workshop is live, and tickets are selling like brunch at the Bellflower, Hon, Hon, Hon!
(Well you ruined it.)
HA!