The Walks We Didn’t Plan (And the Way Community Grows)
What a ten-day visit with our grand-dog taught me about slow living, community in West Cape May, and why choosing locally grown flowers is about more than just bouquets.
One Week Before Valentine’s Day: The Gift You Actually Want (and the Promise of Spring)
One week before Valentine’s Day is the perfect time to skip the last-minute gifts and choose something meaningful. Our Cape May flower farm’s mini spring bouquet subscription offers four weeks of locally grown tulips and ranunculus—plus a limited heart-shaped ornament bonus.
From Three-Story Holiday Chaos to a Christmas in July at Our Cape May Flower Farm
A nostalgic look back at our loud, chaotic, magical holiday parties in an old Montclair house — and the new idea that’s been brewing: a Christmas in July gathering at our Cape May flower farm. Plus, a quick farm update on cool-season seedlings and what’s getting planted next.
Buy Yourself the Flowers: A Valentine’s Day Tradition Worth Starting
Valentine’s Day doesn’t require a plus-one. At Seashore Flower Farm in Cape May, NJ, we believe in buying yourself the flowers, using your treasured things now, and celebrating with fresh, local, seasonal blooms like tulips and ranunculus.
Who Really Controls the Remote? (And Why Flower Farming Is a Lot Like Watching TV with Steve)
A funny behind-the-scenes look at marriage, television habits, and how winter at our Cape May NJ flower farm mirrors Steve’s methodical TV-watching style—slow, thoughtful, and perfectly timed for spring blooms.
Marigolds and Walnut Trees: A Flower Farm Lesson About People, Boundaries, and Where We Grow Best
A flower farmer’s reflection on “marigold people” and “walnut tree people,” boundaries, and why not everything thrives in every environment—plus what gardening teaches us about relationships and growth.
Losing Your Filter as You Age (and Why It’s a Gift)
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.
Moving Our Youngest to NYC, Part 1: A Cape May Flower Farmer’s Tale of Trains, Math, and Letting Go
This weekend we moved our youngest to New York City—and before the boxes and furniture, there was a train ride, a mistaken identity, some very public tip math, and a reminder that every season of life (and farming) comes with its own rhythm.
Why Winter Is for Rest: What “Rotting” Taught Me About Life on a Flower Farm
A reflection from a Cape May flower farm on winter, rest, and why “rotting” might actually be nature’s most important season. Winter isn’t lazy—it’s strategic.
Piano Keys & Flower Seeds: Winter at Our Cape May Flower Farm
Winter at our Cape May flower farm means two kinds of growing: learning to play the piano and starting thousands of flower seedlings. From piano keys to seed trays, this is a story about patience, practice, and getting ready for spring.