Farm Journal
The 2026 Growing Season Has Officially Begun
The 2026 growing season has finally begun. So much about farming—about growing flowers—is really an exercise in waiting. Waiting for the days to stretch a little longer, for the soil...
The 2026 Growing Season Has Officially Begun
The 2026 growing season has finally begun. So much about farming—about growing flowers—is really an exercise in waiting. Waiting for the days to stretch a little longer, for the soil...
2026 Seeds Have Arrived
There's still lots of snow on the ground. Not the romantic first snowfall of December, but that tired, granular kind — tucked into the fence lines, piled along the laneway,...
2026 Seeds Have Arrived
There's still lots of snow on the ground. Not the romantic first snowfall of December, but that tired, granular kind — tucked into the fence lines, piled along the laneway,...
Winter on the Farm
Every year, as winter settles over the farm, I feel a familiar tug in my chest. The gardens go quiet, the fields freeze, and the colours of summer fade into...
Winter on the Farm
Every year, as winter settles over the farm, I feel a familiar tug in my chest. The gardens go quiet, the fields freeze, and the colours of summer fade into...
Cold Weather Means Slow Crafting
This week, it finally happened — that unmistakable shift into fall on the farm. One day I was stepping outside in a light sweater, and the next I was rummaging...
Cold Weather Means Slow Crafting
This week, it finally happened — that unmistakable shift into fall on the farm. One day I was stepping outside in a light sweater, and the next I was rummaging...
A Season of Zinnias and Visitors
This year, zinnias have completely stolen my heart. I didn’t expect much when I sprinkled a few seeds straight into the soil back in spring, but by midsummer they had...
A Season of Zinnias and Visitors
This year, zinnias have completely stolen my heart. I didn’t expect much when I sprinkled a few seeds straight into the soil back in spring, but by midsummer they had...
The Magic Hour of Stillness in the Garden
During the long summer days, when the sun rises by 5:30 a.m., I quietly slip out of the house for an hour alone in the garden. It’s my favourite part...
The Magic Hour of Stillness in the Garden
During the long summer days, when the sun rises by 5:30 a.m., I quietly slip out of the house for an hour alone in the garden. It’s my favourite part...