Hi. We’re starting a flower farm — and you’re early.
Most of what you’ll read on here is honest to a fault. This is Season 01, which means we don’t have a glossy portfolio or a storefront with a velvet rope. What we have is a half-acre of loam, two hands each, and about 3,000 seedlings hardening off in the barn.
Our subscribers this year are mostly the people who already knew us when we were just talking about it. If that’s you — thank you. If you found us some other way, welcome. We’re keeping things small on purpose so we can actually do it well.
Bouquets come once a week, Saturday mornings, from late June through mid-October. Every one is cut that morning and handed off by us, in person. No middlemen, no week-old stems, no shipping box. If we can help it, you’ll probably meet us at the door.
What Field Notes is for.
This is where we’ll try to tell the truth about how a first season actually goes. What’s blooming, what died, what we over-ordered, what the rabbits got to before we did. One note a month at minimum, usually written on the porch after the delivery run, with dirt still under our fingernails.
It’s free. No sales pitches. If we ever have something to sell we’ll say so plainly. You can unsubscribe in one click and we won’t be mad.
What’s next.
Dahlias go in the ground this weekend — 380 tubers across four rows. We’ll write that one up when our backs recover. After that: zinnias, snapdragons, the slow weekly march toward the first Saturday in June.
If you want flowers this summer, the season package sign-up is here. Season 01 is small — 30 shares total — and we’re filling them mostly with family and friends. If you got this link from us, you’re invited.
Either way, thanks for being early. We’ll see you Saturday.