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April is a fickle month: she laughs in snow and sings in peepers.

The white rain and the soft mud comfortably meld, and flakes disappear on contact with a warm outstretched palm. The summer flowers are still just babes, but they promise yet another turn of the seasons and they’ve never been wrong. I do love April.

I wish I could share with you - here and now - the scent of the greenhouse. It’s sweet and alive and warms you to your core like a good brandy. The drone of the circulation fans is punctuated by birdsong and the shipyard horn four times a day, and time melts away into an abstract concept.

I will shamelessly tell you that I talk to my plants regularly. I greet them every morning and I say goodnight before I leave. I congratulate them on their germination. I even play music for them: they’re rather cultured and experience an eclectic mixture of baroque suites, classic jazz, some 20-year old pop, Celtic fiddling, and a healthy dose of Lady Gaga. What can I say? I’m a child from the 80’s and I was only recently introduced to Spotify last summer. It’s a daily adventure.

First seedling 2019.jpg

I know it doesn’t look like much, but the photo above is the first seedling of this season to appear in our greenhouse a month ago. It was a monumental marigold. I will admit that I was secretly hoping for something more exotic to germinate first as it would have made for a better sounding announcement, but I am nothing if not honest.

By now, we are counting the bench spaces still available rather than the spaces filled. Some early season plants will get the boot outside starting next week, and more will soon follow. The perennials are waking up and the spring bulbs are stretching daily - nearly visibly under intense sun. The day that either of these things becomes anything short of miraculous is the day I will stop farming.

Baby Antirrhinum (snapdragons) are so stately.

Baby Antirrhinum (snapdragons) are so stately.

Since you’re reading this, you’ve likely figured out that things look a teeny bit different now that the blog is published on our website. Blog posts starting in 2019 are archived online and will remain available for your reading pleasure. Our email newsletters have all of the latest information on new products, events, collaborations, where to find us, and other newsworthy tidbits. If you’re not signed up, you’re missing out! Do that before you leave. That is where the news is shared. This is where my soul is spilled.
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In a recent Instagram story I shared with you that at some imperceptible point this season, the farm has become its own living being. If I’m to be frank, this is both immensely terrifying personally and terribly exciting professionally. I was the farm. Now I’m just the driver. Some days I feel like the passenger. On a select few days I feel like the kid without a seat belt riding in the trunk of the station wagon facing backwards making faces and waving to traffic. All iterations are fun in their own right.

One year ago today in the greenhouse.

One year ago today in the greenhouse.

There is so much to roll out in the coming weeks, never mind months!
As Calvin would say and Hobbes would agree, the days are just packed.

Thanks so much for being here.


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