There’s something about September on a flower farm. The mornings feel a little different. The light changes earlier each night, the mums are starting to show their color, and somehow the fields are still giving us armfuls of flowers. Even this late in the season, I’m still cutting buckets full of zinnias, dahlias, cosmos, amaranth and so many other beautiful things. Some days I look at everything still blooming and wonder how we’re already this far into September. This is also the part of the...

Late Summer on the Farm After a weekend of rain, the skies finally cleared tonight, and I went out to walk amongst flowers. My inbox was full this evening with people hoping the stand would be open tomorrow, Monday. I had planned to give the farm a day to catch up, but as I walked the fields tonight, I realized just how many beautiful flowers are still here. The perennial garden is full of weeds. There are things I meant to get to weeks ago that still haven’t been done. Some of the sunflower...

Somehow, we are already in the middle of August. Summer on a flower farm moves quickly. One minute I’m waiting for the first blooms, and the next the fields are full, the cooler is overflowing, and the days are filled with cutting, designing, restocking and preparing for whatever comes next. Life feels a lot like that too. We spend so much time looking ahead — to the next thing on the calendar, the next job to finish, the next place we need to be — that sometimes we forget to notice what is...