October 10, 2017
What happens when you have a million things to do? Well if you are me, you decide to write a blog post since you haven’t written one in about 2 years. It’s been on my list (in my brain) every day, but has somehow it has been pushed to the bottom but not forgotten.
I’m sure it will take me hours to remember how to upload it and send it out to my list.
Anyway, today I went on a field trip. It was not really planned, but finally it inspired me to sit and write.
I have a few parties I am doing this week, so I headed out to my friend, Mary Frances’ family farm….Brosemer Farm. I have been there several times but none like today. The weather was gloomy, but I took my camera just in case. My pictures will not do it justice- it is simply breathtaking right now. The dahlias are bursting. The chickens are clucking. The bees are going nuts. I think I was totally over stimulated, checking out one variety and announcing that it’s my favorite only to yell it again at another bloom.
Mary Frances is one of the hardest working women I know. There are 3 acres of dahlias. And 3 different fields. She deadheads as she cuts flowers to fill her buckets. At first, it was making me so sad-each dahlia that was thrown to the dirt, but I think I got used to it as we walked-it’s the only way to get more blooms.
This was the first time I have gotten in her truck and taken off around the farm. I’m yelling for her to stop so I can jump out and cut some grass that most people call weeds. However, I wanted to see her bees but I kept the window rolled up.
I have a little bit of OCD when it comes to flowers…I like to color code them.