The photo above has little to do and everything to do with all the farms I've been visiting lately. Farm after farm after farm. Flower farms, sheep farms, clean farms, messy farms. The only way for me to learn is through seeing and doing. I've ordered some books, but in general they collect dust next to my bed. By the time I collapse into our messy dog hairy bed at night, reading is not a viable option.



Yesterday I was at Kinderhook Farms helping to move 132 pregnant ewes through an organized vaccination, weight check, hoof clipping and shearing procedure. There is sharp contrast between my days. One day we're running through rows and rows of ranunclus at Hautau Farms greenhouses, the next I'm using a pair of clippers to pick shit out of sheep feet and snip hooves back. Hoof trimming is a skill I have yet to master, three sorry girls had bloody feet thanks to my inability to know where the hoof ends and the quick starts.



My brain is exploding with things. Each day is so different. I will try to do a better job of chronicling it all here. What does that arrangement have to do with all my farm visits? Building relationships with growers means better flowers. Just wait, you haven't seen nothing yet...


READ THE FINE PRINT! Got a lot of extra fancy Hautau material this week. It feels like a good day for a give away; if you live in Manhattan or Brooklyn and would like to enter to win, leave a comment below and we'll select a winner tomorrow morning for an afternoon delivery.