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Showing posts with label Ranunculus. Show all posts

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Quotable Sunday 04/07/2013

Night Cutting

Sometimes circumstances give you an opportunity to see things in a different light.  Sometimes seeing it in a different light means literally in the low light of night. We do not typically cut at night but a late order gave us the opportunity to cut in the cool of an evening. After a usually warm Spring day, the air was warm but starting to cool, the light was dimming but still not dark.  A magical time when you know that Summer is on its way and the day is just a speck longer than the day before.  The ranunculus that we needed to cut were mostly oranges for a special event with other colors added in for the designer's whims.  The flowers seemed to just glow in the twilight especially the yellows and picotees.


The blooms seemed soft, slightly muted in the coloring of old master paintings from the renaissance era.  They all seemed perfect and begging to be chosen.  It was a joy and pleasure to cut them that evening.  I tried to photograph them also, to try an capture the moment, the glow, the specialness of the evening.  I had little expectation of decent photos as I don't have a fancy camera but I was pleasantly surprised.






We probably won't have an opportunity to enjoy cutting our flowers in the evening as we move towards Summer as we will be cutting mostly in the cool of the morning.  We will be tired and just trying to get the job done but these photos will remind us how wonderful and magical one Spring night was.  We saw our flowers in a different light.


When it is dark enough,
you can see the stars.

~ Charles A Beard, American Historian (1874-1949) ~

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Quotable Sunday 10/21/2012


Planting Ranunculus


It is hard to believe we are already working on our next flower season.  We just finished up planting 1800 ranunculus bulbs.  They went into one of our new hoopty do houses. Before the plastic skins went on, we amended the soil with compost.  


Farmer Tony is unloading the compost as I try my hand at loading the bucket up and bringing it over to him.  A couple of tries and I get a bucket load.  Kind of tricky to do and take photos.

The ranunculus bulbs are delivered early in the fall and we store them for a few weeks in moisten wood shavings and peat moss and hope that they will presprout.

                                 Next is to sift the bulbs away from the shavings.


            While I sift the different colors, Farmer Tony starts planting the bulbs.  We are supervised by Calla the flower dog.


While we are planting, we are experiencing a major rain storm.  We have had weeks of dry weather and in a just couple of days we have made up the rain totals for October.  All the while, we are warm and dry working in our hoopty do.


By next late March we will have some pretty ranunculus, with the help of Mother Nature.


A whole house of pretty ranunculus

A vase of  pretty ranunculus.


The fact that I can plant a seed and it becomes a flower, share a bit of knowledge and it becomes another's, smile at someone and receive a smile in return, are to me continual spiritual exercises.
Leo Buscaglia

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Quotable Sunday April 29, 2012

We Are All Happy Here!

I write this on Saturday evening after a long and busy week and market.  When we anticipate how a week or a market will go, we are very often very far off the mark. We thought it would be a slow market and we would do just okay but it turns out we were wrong, we had a great day and we are all very happy. 

Callie is a very happy dog with her bones from Northwest Natural Beef, thanks Ed!  She won't let me take her picture, she is in the deep grass, having a chaw.

Tony is happy because it was a nice day with no rain, our fields are starting to dry out and he will be doing more field planting this week.  Today, he is a typical boy playing with fire.  He is propane burning some of our rows as prep for his no till planting.  I think he thinks this fun, the smell of burning grass, weeds etc. drives me nutty.  But he is happy.


I am happy too!  I don't have many flowers for my house this week, mostly tulips.  We sold most everything we brought to the market.  Don't get me wrong, I LOVE flowers in my house all the time but we grow our flowers so we can share them with others. A few arrangements on the table or counter is nice but when they are in every room or bathroom, I am bummed. I want my flowers to go to others' homes and make them happy.  We brought a ton of daffodils and they are gone.  Why wouldn't they be gone, they are adorable and smell wonderful.



I am happy that all the ranunculus went to other  homes. 

I am happy I could trade some of my flowers for some incredible edible eggs and bacon from Afton Field Farm. " I will eat them in a box or with a fox, I will eat my green eggs and ham, Sam, I Am"



I am happy I  traded flowers for some amazing salad greens, spinach and the sweetest little turnips and carrots from Denison Farm.  Thanks so much Doug!



I am happy because my fruit trees are blooming and maybe this year I can put away a bunch of jars of pears, applesauce and pie cherries.


I am happy to see that my next round of anemones are coming along nicely and will hopefully perform as well as the first round of anemones.  They gave us so many long stem huge blossoms, way more than we had figured they would.  I am happy when flowers perform beyond expectations.




So all in all it was a good day, a good week and a good market.  Thank you to all who took home some flowers and thank you for buying local.  It makes us all very happy.

"The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one does."
James M. Barrie

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Quotable Sunday  04/15/2012

Opening Day at the Corvallis Farmers' Market

Wow, what a week!  Busy,busy busy.....  This time of year is very hectic as a grower of flowers.  From March through the middle of July, we wear many hats on the farm:  the gal who sows the seeds, the gal who transplants the seedlings to bigger plugs, the guy who preps all the ground for planting, the guy who field plants the majority of seedlings to the prepped ground, the guy who manages the tunnels,  the couple who picks all the ready blooms and the couple who markets the lovely flowers. Later in the season  we can take off some of our hats but this time of the year really has us running.

We started with these anemones ready to pick and ended with these buckets of beautiful blooms.

 We started with this hoop house full of ranunculus blooms and ended with several carts full of lovely flowers. 


We started with carts full of blush pink and watermelon color tulips and ended with buckets of perfect tulips.

 We shared our flowers with our favorite designers and some new flower friends. Then we packed up the truck and brought our blooms to our local farmers' market.  


The day was gorgeous, the sun was shining, the people were friendly and so happy to see our flowers for another season. 


Sometimes when it is raining, snowing, or hot as blazes; or the alarm is going off at 4:30 in the morning, and you wondering why the heck you are doing this.  A designer will tell you how perfect your flowers are for their event or how it will make that perfect bouquet. Or the customer who asks you to tell them all about this gorgeous flower or how it will brighten their home or make their friend or mother-in-law so very happy.  You then remember why you do it all, because flowers are your passion and it is SO much Fun to share this passion with others.
What a great day!!!

"The actual flower is the plant's highest fulfilment, and are not here exclusively for herbaria, county floras and plant geography: they are here first of all for delight."
                                          John Ruskin

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Quotable Sunday 3/3/2012

Spring Flowers


You wait all winter for a warm spring weekend and the flowers show up and give you your first beauty show.  Feast your eyes on the lovely ladies.

    
Blue Sky 


        Sunny Daffodils open to the sun.

  


Anemones are really starting to bloom
   





And finally the first Ranunculus blooms!

 
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"
                                                                                                                                 
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