What a boring title, but what else is there to say. It is bloody cold, the goats, donkeys, dogs and chickens are not happy. Especially with the wind, but I keep telling them that spring is on the way. Granted, it is still seven weeks off at best, but there is a power of positive thinking.
I have been reading the book Cool Flowers, and did a webinar, the first of many this winter I might add, so I am hoping that spring will come earlier because of my new found knowledge. I know. Spring happens when she wants to arrive, but sowing seeds and planting them outside in a bed around March 15 is nothing but gasp! Stay tuned.
So my classes are going well. I was planning to be in the background with the NE Flower Growers Conference that is virtual this year, you know, just listening in, gleaning info , but crap, I have to really participate. I even have homework. Suck it up Kerwin. You can do this. Although being a wallflower is so much easier.
But getting back to the first zoom thing I did last Wednesday, I did glean a few things. I was not the only one that had problems getting their dahlias to bloom. This also happened to seasoned growers. I sigh deeply. I wasn’t just me. And I wasn’t the only one that was hugely worried about water, or the lack of to farm my flowers. And the most important message delivered last week is that people really do want flowers, they are important and not a luxury item. Especially this last year, and probably this year hopefully. It brings life and beauty into lives and now more than ever that is needed. I will try to price my flowers to bring joy to everyone.
Seeds are rocking in, although with our lovely USPS not as fast as they used to. It is a good thing I ordered early and hopefully I will have everything by the time I start sowing seeds in early February. The kitchen cooking island is covered with sowing schedules, calendars, catalogs with growing info, post-its and everything else to get me organized for the upcoming months.
So I leave you a photo of last year of what is to come. Till next time. Allie