Hello Mid January and longer days

One would think that even on these cold and mostly cloudy days that this flower farmer would be sitting around twiddling her thumbs waiting for spring, but you would be oh so wrong. Seeds have been ordered and some have arrived and some I am still waiting for to be shipped. Dahlia tubers will be ordered this week. I am checking the remaining of last year’s tubers almost daily and I think, fingers crossed that they will be OK. What a blow that was to find a third of the stored tubers mush. Off to the compost they went. More exciting varieties will be ordered.

Speaking of exciting varieties I might have gone a bit nuts ordering flower seed. I have lots of new varieties that I am going to try and of course many of the old tried and true favorites. The seed sowing schedule has been printed and I am gathering last year’s sowing notes. I am also signed up for a webinar this week on growing cool flowers so if I can get some of that knowledge under my hat I might have a larger selection of flowers available in the spring. It is all very exciting.

I am also signed up for a virtual “Flowering in the North Series” through U. Maine, a total of 6 nights in six weeks. I hope my brain will be able to handle all of this info. Two years ago I went to the same conference and came home with my brain a buzzing. If nothing else, it will make winter zip by even faster.

In the meantime, I walk the gardens, keeping my fingers crossed. I was getting worried about all the exposed beds where the snow had melted and where I had some tender bulbs planted and this fall’s crop of peonies, so I took all the Christmas wreaths that had been dropped off for the goats to enjoy, and l placed them over the raised beds to give added protection.

Steve thinks it looks like a cemetery.

I also want to thank everyone that called for me to pick up their Christmas trees for goat entertainment. As you can tell, this was taken back when there was no snow.

In the beginning…
The next day. I have a field of these lovely specimens.

Until next time, Allie