Month: August 2016

It Is NOT Fall

Stop with the sweaters, stop with the boots, stop with the pumpkin everything headed our way. Each time I step out the door, I still melt and am still really crabby from the oppressing heat. We’re still getting up at the crack of dawn to harvest because it’s still so hot. Chris still comes in from mowing declaring “THIS is the best swamp ass I’ve had yet!” The days still feel like the day Studio Fuze came and snapped pictures of our little family on our farm. Cheryl and Brooke endured the sweltering, muggy heat as they snapped casual, candid photos of us. They captured my family in a way I never could. And here we are, barreling into September, finalizing 2016 weddings, leaning into the final weeks of our flower subscription, chatting with 2017 brides and grooms, and still sweating our asses off. Stay cool, friends. Autumn has not yet come to central Illinois.    

The Huntresses

The Huntress heads toward me, ball of black in her mouth, with her daughters behind her and leaves the remains of her prey at the step of the stoop. She purrs with satisfaction as I dry heave and yell at Chris to clean up this disgusting mess before I lose my cookies. We got cats to curb our vole problem. A mom and two female kittens. They are doing their job, but I just can’t handle how they are completing their work. We had two weddings this weekend. One in Naperville and one in Lexington. It was nice having the cats around while I was designing. They would lay at my feet and I would talk and sing to them and then instantly realize that’s a sure-fire way to become “The Crazy Cat Lady.”So I made sure to only sing to them when I could guarantee I was totally alone…which still doesn’t help the “Crazy Cat Lady” status. Lincoln named one of the kittens “ATV.” I, against Chris’s disapproval, named the other “Sasses Molasses” and the mom already …

Balancing Act

We continue to become more and more connected to the weather around here.  We’ve all probably reverted to those weather-related cliches whenever we don’t know what else to talk about.   “Heat ever going to let up?” “It’s a hot one, huh?” “Still calling for rain on Wednesday?” These types of questions have become essential for us to ask, though, as we try to coordinate our hectic lives around the whims of Mother Nature.  I think the best description of this summer’s weather is “Swamp Ass.”  At least that has been my experience on our little hilltop. Tomorrow’s weather is calling for up to 2 inches of rain.  So, we’ll be up before 5:00 to beat the rain so that we can harvest this week’s bounty of flowers for our subscriptions, our wholesale orders, and our two upcoming weddings this weekend. We had a big wedding this past weekend that took Audra and Maggie, our newest farmer-florist friend, over 40 man hours to design, deliver, and install.  They really were stunning, and with the exception …

Stems & Sprigs and Long Lost Sisters

The connections and friendships this farm has brought us have been surprising. In the dead, dark of last winter, after watching hours of television under five or six blankets, I decided to check my e-mail. In my in-box sat an email from Kalin, from Stems & Sprigs in Petoskey, Michigan. Her email was funny, witty, and honest. She explained she stumbled on our blog, was a wedding florist, and was about to buy a ten-acre farm to plant lavender with her husband, Matt. There was something about her tone, something in that email that made me feel instantly connected to her. So I sent her an email back with the creepy subject line, “Let’s be BFFs”. She responded immediately, not scared by the stranger on the internet she reached out to, and that started our friendship. Over the next few months, Kalin and I would chat on the phone while giving each other great advice. She was honest and open about her business and we shared how we grow thing. We introduced her to Nolt’s Midwest Produce Supply, she introduced …