Uhhhhm, so this week is rampin' up to be a scorcher! Have no fear, we're working overtime to pull blooms into the cooler and prep the field for the intensity. It's shadecloth galore over here. Fine tuning irrigation, giving the plants a pep talk, you know, the usual. While our cool season plants like sweetpeas, lettuce, and cole crops are the usual ones to take a hit in the heat, I still worry about the dahlias and some of the summer plants as they havent established a deep root structure quite yet. Summer is not fooling around this year!
Anyway, we're stocking the farmstand earlier in the day this week so it was overflowing with color at 7:30 this morning. Come and get them while you can!
A couple housekeeping notes and reminders. By law, I need to mention that we do charge sales tax, however, it is already included in the price. So, if you pay $20 for a bouquet in the stand, the price was actually $18.57 + 7.7% sales tax. It's easier for all of us to do it this way and then I back out the 7.7% from all of the sales and pay the state. I'm not an accountant, but I did attend a workshop and they said this works.
So what else besides taxes goes into the price of sustainable, organic, local flowers? OMRI certified amendments, seeds, tubers, bulbs, potting soil, seed trays, grow lights, heat mats, electricity, backpack sprayers, shadecloth, hoops, gloves, sunscreen, compost, handtools, weedwhackers, trellis materials, irrigation, emulsions, vases, bouquet wrap, buckets, floral snips, floral wires, website fees, marketing, growers association fees, education, workshops, and waaaay more. There are tons of costs behind the scenes and I am constantly seeking information to make sure we're providing the cleanest, healthiest, longest lasting blooms for your home. So, thank you for supporting us and helping us be the best we can be!
PS- We also buy back vases, mason jars, and floral wire (chicken wire that comes in some of our arrangements). Take $1 off for a mason jar returned, $2 off one of our signature galvanized vessels or ceramics, and $1 off per green chicken wire cage. We loooove to reuse as this supports our sustainability mission.
You guys! Market bouquets flew out of the bus shelter before noon today, so I hustled and just restocked. Here's round two.
Hope you're all having a lovely day. Summer sure is coming on strong!
It's Juneteenth. Celebrated since 1866 in various parts of the United States (particularly in Texas), it's a day commemorating the emancipation of enslaved African Americans. Something we should all be celebrating. If you don't know the story of Juneteenth and what happened in Galeveston, I recommend reading. Our history is important.
Last year on this day, we donated 100% of our profits to the local branch of the NAACP. While we're currently running a month-long fundraiser for the Childrens Home Society, we won't be starting any new fundraisers today, however, we'll share a donation link at the end of this post if it's something you feel inclined to do today. Also, look in our IG stories for an amazing educational opportunity happening today at 10:30 through @naacpvancouverwa. I highly recommend tuning in!
As for the bus shelter on this historic day, it's stooocked and ready to rock. Look at all the dads hanging out amongst the flowers. They love it. It's their big weekend, too!
It's Friday!! I'm biking tons of sunny flowers out to the bus shelter this morning and will keep it stocked until dusk. Market bouquets, sweetpeas, arrangements, some @sipandspinpotteryco pieces with flowers, and cards. Remember, we also have Bloom Buck gift cards in $5 increments that can be used same as cash, tshirts, market bouquet certs, and four week dahlia subscriptions that start in September. If interested in any of those, just send a DM to work out details as they're not available in farmstand. All make excellent gifts. Don't forget, dads love flowers, too!
For those new to the farm, our farmstand/bus shelter is self-serve and runs on the honor system. It takes cash/check, Venmo, Square, and Paypal. All directions for payment are on a lil sign inside the stand. It's a one car spot so if you see someone there, just drive along until you find a safe spot to turn around. Please be careful backing up as these rural roads often have fast drivers.
Thanks so much for supporting small farms and choosing local flowers. It means the world to us!
Geesh, I've been pretty neglectful of this page and havent been updating nearly as often as I should.
So.....the bus shelter is stocked.
"Hey, sweet pea..apple of my eye
Don't know when, and I don't know why...but you're the only reason I keep on coming home..." -Amos Lee
Right now, coming home is sweeter than ever. I was away from the farm yesterday and when I returned I was greeted by the smell of sweetpeas, honeysuckle, and climbing hydrangea. It's amazing how far the scent carries.
Anyway, today is an exciting day in our family and to celebrate, we have a suuuuper stocked farmstand with a few sweet specials. Small sweetpea bundles for only $5, $25 market bouquets for $20. Today only so grab em while ya can!
Have a fabulous day.
Happy Friday! This week sure seemed to fly by. Maybe I'm having too much fun?
The farmstand will be stocked by 8:15 this morning and I hope to have it stocked all weekend. It will be full of mason jar bouquets (only $20 this weekend for quarts, $12 for pints), $15 rainbow bundles, $25 market bouquets, and a few arrangements.
Hope you all have a super duper first weekend of June!
Will post more bouquet photos in social media stories throughout the day.
"Sun is shining..weather is sweet...make you want to move..your dancing feet..." -B.Marley
It's true, the weather is sweet and I do feel like moving my dancing feet. Carrying armfuls of these blooms energizes me. And the smell! Honeysuckle, rose, peony. GAH! It's too much. What about you? What makes you feel like getting up and moving?
Small bouquets and elephants are out now, but I'm letting this morning's harvest hydrate a little longer in the cooler and should have larger arrangements out by 1 or 2ish.
Have a groovy Sunday! Stay safe!
"Blossom on the tree, you know how I feel..."
It's true, Nina Simone's been in my head for days and I definitely don't mind. She's been helping me with flowers all morning and they're now all out in the bus shelter waiting for new homes. It's a new dawn, it's a new day....and I'm feeling good! 🎼
I hope you are, too!
"Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light." -Theodore Roethke
Happy Friday! Here's a little peek at last summer. Pictures like these get me out of bed and pulling on my dirty farm pants each morning.
According to these photos and my field notes, I'm behind where I was last year. It's sorta giving me some ripples of anxiety, but after all, it's mental health awareness month and I have a pretty healthy and hard earned toolkit when it comes to dealing with that lil beast. I know now that it will pass and it's all good. Breathe. In the big picture, there's no ahead or behind. Just lessons and stories.
In my planning, I intended for early sunflowers this season. They're one of my faves and are so dang cheerful. Why not have more cheer as early as possible? So, I started seeding 1000 per week months ago for the tunnel. I planted them out at about 10 inches tall and overnight they'd be wiped out by bunnies. I tried most of my tricks to no avail. Thousands of sunflowers gone, weeks of work. So, last weekend I went away and left a couple thousand in trays in the hoop. There was a miscommunication about them needing to be covered and, well, birds invaded and dug thousands of seeds and sprouts out of the trays. Birds! It's almost comical. It shows that even with the best planning and intentions, we aren't in control of everything and trying to be will just drive ya batty. Should we talk about bats next because I have tons of stories there....ha!
I hope you have a peaceful Friday. Keep the light. Drink the water.
Flowers will be out by 11ish as I'm slow-rolling our Friday.
Gah!! I promised to take this weekend off and truly, I am. But saying goodbye to these guys is like saying goodbye to a long distance love. It's ridiculous.
So, the stand is open today and full of all the freshest flowers. All organically grown right here on our farm. You can find arrangements, cacti, flower confetti, notecards, and these sweet $15 spring bundles. In an effort to keep my word about not working (ohhhh how I love this work), these bundles are simply rubberbanded and there are two per glass jar. Please be a friend and leave the big glass jars so we can refill. There are reused plastic grocery bags for transport in ya need them.
Well, that's it. Have a spectacular weekend. Stay hydrated and wear your sunscreen (or a big hat).
Love to ya!
"Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh my goodness, you guys! What a busy and fun weekend we're going to have. It's Mother's Day weekend, the first-ever Hockinson Farmers Market, Prom, and oodles other fun events around the county.
If you're looking for Barn Dog Flower Farm bouquets, you can find them in the farmstand starting Friday by 9am. (will restock all weekend as supply allows) and at the farmers market on Saturday from 9-1. Along with flowers we'll have shirts, notecard sets, floral confetti, gift cards, dahlia bouquet subscriptions, and more.
Some lucky pint sized posies will be getting dolled up and heading over to Michelle Allen's 52 Painting Project Show on Friday night from 5-8. If interested in attending the live show, DM her your email, otherwise you can check out the show on her website at the same time. michelleallenart.com
What better than a weekend full of art and beauty to celebrate all things maternal?
"April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May, she will stay
Resting in my arms again..." -S&G
You guys, the seasons are hitting me hard in the feels right now. Time, managing time, all of it is hard for me. I mark moments and memories with seasons, flowers in bloom, smells, and songs. Lately, they all seem to be converging and I feel like I'm slip sliding away.
I remember being six years old in the winter of 1982, wearing those footed pajamas you could slide across the floor in, and being rushed off and tucked into to bed because there was company in the house. The energy was exciting and I remember having a hard time falling asleep. So I didn't. I snuck downstairs and hid behind the couch squeezed between the wall and the drapes. I can vividly remember the smell of the tweedy couch. The adults were watching Simon and Garfunkel's Concert in Central Park. I was in loooove with Simon and Garfunkel. It was so hard not to sing along with the songs, but I knew I'd be busted and sent off to bed. Couldn't let that happen, of course.
Now here I am, in my barn, wrapping flowers and singing along with Paul Simon at the top of my lungs. My mother is here visiting and I worry about her wandering around and tripping over hoses. My son comes in to kiss me goodbye as he drives off to school. His senior year. He once wore footed pajamas and would sneak downstairs when we had company, intoxicated by the laughter and the music. I'm no longer wearing footed pajamas, but I wear elbow braces from working in the field. Seasons.
As for the flowers, the ranunculus and anemones are singing 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover as the days heat up and they wind down their season. They're breaking my heart a little bit, but the smell of the arriving mint, the beauty of joyful columbine, the budding peonies, or the overwintered dahlias peeking through the soil remind me that a new season is on the horizon. It's really at the doorstep and is ready to give us a big, familiar embrace. An Old Friend. A bookend.
Anyway, if you've read this far, you deserve an update. Subscribers, your bouquets will be out by 10:30. Farmstand shoppers, I'm expecting bouquets out by 12. ❤
I just want to play and make bouquets all daaaay! After so much field work this week, spending time in the studio is an absolute treat. However, my mom is here visiting all and I promised her I'd clean my room. Not kidding. It's true, I'm 45 going on 12.
I'm going to get my chores done and then I'll be back to play as soon as possible. In the meantime, the bus shelter is stocked! Here are a few more glimpses at what's out there.
A reminder that we take cash/check, Venmo, Square, and Paypal. Some people have spotty cell service at the stand so if that's the case, I'd take a recommend taking a photo of payment sign and taking care of it when you get home.
Have a great day, friends!
Once upon a time, I was a white water kayaker. Riding the waves was a controlled, and sometimes not so controlled chaos. But it was thrilling, addictive, exhausting, and extremely satisfying. The quick decision making, the hard paddling, the floating, and the beauty. All of it, I loved it. I haven't kayaked white water since we've had kids possibly because that's when my anxiety peaked, and the real awareness of my mortality hit. Possibly because I became so absorbed with the kids' activities. I sold my boat and life moved on in many other exciting, beautiful ways.
As I was picking tulips this week and they were coming on faster than ever due to this unseasonal heat, I realized the familiar feeling. That feeling of skiing an avalanche, or say, drinking from a fire hose. Farming is a lot like white water kayaking. The scouting, the planning, the unpredictable situations. However, with kayaking, you can bail. Or, you can find a nice eddy and maybe relax. Decide it's bad weather and maybe just stay home. That's where it differs. Roots. I'm rooted here with all of my hard work and passion blooming all around me. I'm riding that floral wave, exhilated and exhausted, paddling as hard as I can. I looooove it. It also sort of terrifies me, but I sleep well. Much like paddling, I often need an Ipubrofen.
Anyway, that's a really lengthy way of saying, I will have tons of flowers in the farmstand for you today. Tulips and ranunculus galore.
This weekend has been another one for the books. I cannot thank you guys enough for the incredible support!
Stay hydrated and be well!
"A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous." -Coco Chanel
I'd say LaBelle Epoque is both. We just can't take our eyes off of her.
She'll be in the farmstand today along with a bunch of her friends!
"I'm a little teapot,
Short and stout,
Here is my handle
Here is my spout
When I get all steamed up,
Hear me shout,
Tip me over and pour me out!"
The farmstand is stocked this morning, but will most likely not be restocked throughout the day. I'm all poured out, friends. Luckily no shouting was involved, but I'm taking the rest of the day off to love on my family and rejuvenate. We have another big, exciting week ahead and I need to be at the top of my game.
Last night we dipped to 28 degrees which required a ton of hustling to get the farm prepared to withstand the low temps and it also resulted in a morning of hovering, nail biting, and assessing damage. So, I'm not "farming" today. At least I'll be trying my best to avoid it. I apologize, but this means I will also not be answering texts, emails, or phone calls. I'll be back tomorrow for subscriptions and a full week of Petals for a Purpose and our I Paw'd It Forward fundraiser for which I am most excited!
In the stand today, you can find some arrangements, $15 pints, and a few bundles. No minis today.
Have a great Sunday, friends. Take care of yourself and love on your peeps.
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For years now, I've been fantasizing about a bigger, brighter farmstand. A farmstand my customers could step inside, with bright white walls, whimsical lighting, chest-high shelves for displaying large, showy flower arrangements. A stand to match the big dramatic designs which I love to create. The dream stand would be beautiful while still rustic side because, afterall, we are a farm.
Last year, I even went as farm as polling customers as to whether we should build a new stand. However, every time I'd begin sketching the new stand, I would have little pangs of grief. What would I do with the old bus shelter farmstand? The one in which I'd put grab-and-go boxes of veggies I sold on Craigslist when the children were babies. The shelter a woman regularly picked up large bags of kale for to make smoothies for her dear friend who was suffering with cancer. The shelter where I snuggled with my children and anxiously awaited the school bus. The shelter they built with my husband. Oh, the memories! That's it. The scrappy little bus shelter stays.
It may be short, it may be dark, there may not be a lot of room for it to hold my largest creations, it will never have air conditioning for those hot bouquet melting days, but it contains so many strings to my heart. While you may pull up to our driveway and see flowers or perhaps see a rickety old bus shelter, I see my childrens' little feet swinging off the bench as they waited to be carried off the farm into the big, exciting world. So, please understand that my plans and ideas for a new stand are on hold for awhile as I savor these memories.