Today was a great day. I don’t know if I’ve ever described myself with this word before, but I felt giddy! So filled with hope and excitement about this flower farm. It seems like there’s a real market for my flowers here. And there’s a nice community of farmers in the area that I’m looking forward to being a part of. Maybe this isn’t such a crazy idea. Maybe the stars are aligning for aster b. flowers.
After some mismatched schedules I finally connected with Liz at Apple Street Farm, and we worked out the details of me renting some greenhouse space there. Afterwards, I stood around a planting table with Liz and one of her volunteers planting trays of seedlings. I couldn’t have imagined the simple pleasantness of playing in dirt, chatting about this and that, and getting some real work done. I barely know the other two women, but the conversation flowed – mostly around farming and food – so I can only guess how much fun it will be once we know each other better and the conversation gets deeper – or maybe sillier. It’s just a really nice way to spend some time. Very “chop wood, carry water.”
I got four trays (72 cells each) planted today. I took my time. I was sort of meticulous. Liz never would have hired me for my productivity.
I completed one tray of Asclepias curassavica, commonly known as butterfly weed, and three of Eustona grandiflorum, commonly known as lisianthus. The lisianthus has me nervous. All the flower growers rave about them: they are beautiful! You have to grown them! They are so delicate! So hard to grow! All this for my very first seedlings. But there’s a long stretch of time between planting and harvesting those finicky flowers so it had to be done. They’re on the heat mats to keep them toasty warm as they germinate. And since they only like a light misting, I put bright red “do not water” labels on them. I went back to mist them and check on them one more time before dinner with Wylie and Sawyer. And I’ll be there again tomorrow morning.
Since Alec was working from home, I was free to roam away from home during Sawyer’s nap. I had a deliciously quiet lunch, then headed to a local shop to see a friend’s artwork on display. I ended up chatting with the shop’s owner, telling her how we recently moved to town and are starting a flower farm. Unprompted, she said she would love to sell our flowers at her shop! Her shop is adorable and I would be honored to have my flowers sold there. (We will be talking more very soon!) She also happens to know the owners of my favorite restaurant. I’d be over-the-moon if they’d feature my flowers on their bar and tables, so I’m hoping she’ll put in a good word for me.
The day got even better from there! I stopped at Alprilla Farm on my way home. Several people had told me I should meet Noah, so I finally decided to just stop by. Come to find out this is the same Essex farmer my brother had been telling me about – a friend of his. Noah was extremely generous with his knowledge of the soil in this area (his farm is less than 2 miles from ours), and he said he could help me get my fields plowed. Yippee! Plowing was a huge question mark for me these past few weeks not having a plow of my own.
Everything seems to be coming together. (Knock on wood!) Today made me feel that I’m doing the right thing in the right place at the right time. It’s really exciting!