From binge-watching The Traitors and Alone during an Arctic blast to delaying early plantings on the farm, here’s how winter reality TV unexpectedly reinforced the mental resilience required in flower farming — and why sowing summer seeds in February is the ultimate act of hope.
When arctic temperatures and hurricane-level winds hit Cape May, Seashore Flower Farm faced hoophouse damage and overwintering seedling risks. Here’s what resilience looks like behind the scenes of a New Jersey flower farm.
What a Velcro dachshund can teach us about living in the moment — and how growing seasonal flowers in Cape May, NJ is really about noticing what’s blooming right now.
A winter story about cold apartments, helicopter parenting, and the “Joes” who quietly show up when it matters most — from our family flower farm in Cape May, NJ.
When a complicated winter storm hit Cape May, we had to make some fast decisions to protect our overwintering flowers—especially our ranunculus. Snow, rain, and freezing temperatures made it a true farm gamble, and this is what we learned.
Forget last-minute grocery store bouquets. This Valentine’s Day, the best gift isn’t flowers—it’s the promise of them. Here’s why a tulip or ranunculus subscription from our Cape May flower farm might be the most romantic (and practical) gift of all.
Getting older comes with aches, stiffness, and fewer things that bend—but also one incredible gift: freedom from caring what everyone thinks. A reflection on aging, boundaries, and what winter on our Cape May flower farm teaches about doing only what matters.
A winter check-in from our Cape May flower farm: seedlings are growing, TV is being binged, tulips are being coaxed into bloom, and Valentine’s Day is less about imported flowers and more about the promise of spring.
When winter slows the flower fields in Cape May, the oven heats up. A cozy reflection on sourdough baking, brown butter chocolate chip cookies, and how winter on a flower farm is all about patience, rest, and tending good things behind the scenes.
Moving our youngest daughter into her first Manhattan apartment took six adults, a bike-riding friend, a lot of IKEA-style assembly, and just a little bit of chaos. A funny, heartfelt NYC family story.
