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Head Bonk

If you knock yourself in the head in the vast acres of Illinois corn and soybean fields, does anyone hear it? No. The answer is no. Mothers Day needed some spicing up. And what better way to do it then accidentally knocking myself in the head with a t-post driver while being home alone? After a great morning of mimosas, cinnamon rolls, and reading in the sunshine under our walnut trees, Chris and Lincoln went to my in-laws to assist with a few project. I stayed behind to get some child-free work done. I started installing our trellising system for some of our cut-flowers. After driving in one t-post, I put on some safety headphones, because the metal-on-metal banging hurt my delicate and dainty ears. Little did I know that wearing these ginorm-o, yellow headphones will prevent me from a concussion twenty minutes later. I’m not sure how it happened, but I wacked my head with the driver. I thought, “hmm. that sort of hurt.” and then felt something wet seeping towards my forehead. “Sweat, …

3 Great Ways to Celebrate Mom!

Your mom really is a miracle worker. Because she tucked you at knight, kissed your owies, and can still take one look at you and know if you are about to catch a cold. Celebrate the important women in your life with three special ways from Finding Eminence Farm! Purchase a custom Mother’s Day Arrangement, take a class together, or visit us at the Retrofit Pop-Up Shop this Saturday, May 13, 2017.

Grit

This weekend over on Instagram Stories, I talked a little about “grit” and was surprised by the number of growers that reached out in appreciation for what I was saying. By grit, I mean the stuff no one wants to see or the stuff that takes away the magic and romanticism of farming. I listened to a flower farmer at a conference this past fall talk about how you shouldn’t show any grit or talk about how hard farming is because it makes people lose interest very quickly. While I agree there are some things we shouldn’t show, like Chris and I arguing, unwanted rodents that show up, crotch sweat, or ugly crying. But I really believe there are some “good gritty” things we should show. Like Lincoln wearing pajama pants in 75 degree weather, the look of frustration on Chris’s face as he figures out how to operate our new BCS tractor, or me explaining how tired I am from planting 1/10 of an acre of perennials on my hands and knees. I feel like good grit …

Stay Little Forever

Please stay little forever.  Please let me never forget how you said, “I took a good nap, the sun is out, now we can blow bubbles!” Please let me never forget how Chris hates cats, yet Sweet Pea needs to constantly know where he is and likes him better than me, and I hate that.  Please let me never forget the salty, somewhat slobby kisses you give after dinner when you make your rounds thanking us for feeding you.  Please let me never forget that you are enjoying dressing yourself and that you are ROCKING that Daniel Tiger shirt with those cowboy boots.  Please let me never forget how hard it was to follow our dream and days like yesterday are the exact reason why we did.  

Spring Has Sprung!

The grass is growing, the birds are chirping outside, and our hoophouse walls are having to be opened each morning and closed each night.  Spring has definitely sprung at Finding Eminence Farm.  Our “high tech” seed starting setup is full of tiny new plants in our commercial seed starting facility, which we sometimes refer to as “the basement.”  The hoophouse is starting to pump out spring blooms of anemones and angelique tulips, with ranunculus and sweet peas soon to follow.  We’re still in the calm before the storm, but only for a few more days.  I was on spring break last week from my job as a teacher, so we decided to use the opportunity to zip down to Florida for a few days to stay with some of Audra’s family and enjoy some warm weather and sandy beaches.  To be honest, I was initially reluctant to go.  This time of year, I am chomping at the bit to get back out there and grow some stuff, and I had plenty of things I could …

Sometimes

Sometimes you forget what it’s like to walk into your childhood home and have your mom greet you with a smile and open arms. Sometimes you lean on the people in your village and ask for help and your problems are solved over beers and you tell the people who are important to you that they are important because life is too damn short not to tell people you love them and they matter. Sometimes you move to your dream home and it takes you two years to go get your library card. Sometimes you have to lose your stupid phone. On purpose. You put it in a drawer and realize no one is emailing or texting you really all that much and you are better off reading a library book and going to bed early. Sometimes you make chicken salad twice in one week because it’s too damn good not to. Sometimes you need to create things just for the autotelic pleasure of creating them. Not to sell them. Not to brag about it online. …