Snow Outside, Seeds Inside

Winter on the Flower Farm

Twenty inches of snow will quiet just about everything.

The driveway disappears. The fields become one long stretch of white. Even the stand looks like it’s tucked in for winter.

After the storm, my husband and I found ourselves sledding down the driveway like kids. Snow has a way of asking you to choose — complain… or play.

Later that same day, I bundled up and walked out into the middle of the field to “check on the tulips.” They’re not doing anything. They’re sleeping under all that snow. But I still walk wanted to walk out there anyway.

It reminds me that not everything has to look alive to be growing.

Inside, the grow shelves are filling. Herbs are popping through the soil in preparation for my upcoming Herb Workshop, and pansies are starting to emerge too.

And this year, I almost didn’t start ranunculus again.

They’re one of my favorites — soft, layered, romantic blooms — but they’ve tested me. Tunnels have collapsed under heavy snow in past seasons. Crops have struggled. There were moments I wondered if it was worth trying again.

But I started them anyway.

And now they’re sprouting under the lights.

That’s the lesson the farm keeps teaching me. Collapse doesn’t mean quit. Snow doesn’t mean dormant forever. Hard seasons don’t cancel beauty.

I think that’s part of why I love sharing Valentine flowers in February. When everything feels cold and dormant, suddenly there are roses and soft pink blooms in someone’s hands.

It feels like encouragement.

Outside: snow and stillness. Inside: seedlings and second chances.

If this season feels frozen for you, maybe something is still taking root. Even if you can’t see it yet.

Spring doesn’t rush.

It simply keeps coming.

And so do we. 🤍

— Kelly