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Virus Prevention on a Lily Farm. It’s a Community Thing.

Imagine endless rows of fields of corn on a modern farm.  Now let the rows turn into endless pink flowers.  Sounds pretty right?  On our little farm, which specializes in one type of lily, we could grow that way.  But like the small farms that sustained and built this country, here, diversity is key.  Diversity… Read More

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Stone Cold

I sat down at the bar at Hunter Gather alone.  People talk there. One time, I was telling some  guy a story. He stopped me mid story and said, “You’re that guy who gets up at 4:30 makes gardens all day, then eats lentils and goes to bed.” How do you respond to that? I… Read More

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Back then it was really isolated. No phone, a generator for power, Daddy's little cabin had a flush toilet, but we used a hose out back for a shower. 

Southern Peat Bogs, Old Men and A New Farm Ethic

On a hot October Saturday, family had gathered to bury my youngest cousin. It was on the funeral home front porch that first cousin twice removed, Bill, started a conversation. Sitting in a rocking chair, a tiny plate of deviled eggs in his football player lap, I guessed he was about 75.  He was almost… Read More

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Overly Enthusiastic Children and Vines

Pay attention, indulge, wait and be delighted. This month my buddy’s pre-teen boy is into magic. He’s been through Egyptian mythology, dinosaurs and bigfoot.  His dad’s endless patience amazes me. The magic show commences with an elaborate introduction,     “On the death-day of the great Houdini, I honor the risk he took to share magic… Read More

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Plant glads and hyacinth bean seeds in late July for fall.

It’ll Be Fine By Fall

Gardening, painting, sculpting. Those things have something in common– they all start with imagination of something you’ll bring to fruition. A vision. Sometimes these really hot days make me have visions.  Stiffling hot. Swooningly hot. I chop some crinum down to the ground; it’ll be fine by fall, I think to myself. I weed, pulling… Read More

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Jenks with a freshly dug, ready to ship crinum bulb.

Why I Decided to Self-Publish

‘Funky Little Flower Farm’ stories include memories like my coming out, of being with my father on his deathbed and Momma’s memories of her grandparents. I want to share them, but I want control over how they get published now and forever. When I struck a book deal with a publisher for my first book,… Read More

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Earthform urn with a craborchard stone block surround.

Earthforming a Rustic Urn

The circular patio holds a 1,000 pound urn. We made it.  It’s a seating bench, a place to rest a drink or plate and it is an urn for a Japanese Apricot tree.   The earth-formed texture, (as well as patio texture) come from our farm’s clay, roots and thick weave burlap.  In the sides, there… Read More

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Snow Drop

The Earliest of Flower Gardens

There’s a patch of paper whites and snow drops in our pasture that’s older than I am. Just behind the little shed that’s been pony shed, goat shed and now donkey shed. Those are the kinds of bulbs I want in my gardens. From a practical stand point, because they come back, they thrive and… Read More

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Crinum bulbispermum 'Aurora Glorialis'

The Orange River Lily…

Isn’t orange.  The name comes from the Orange River, the longest river in South Africa. This species of Crinum grows along it’s banks. Like most wild things, each one is different. We grow big flowering strains as well as our own selection, ‘Aurora Glorialis’ which opens green, fades to lite pink and then to rich… Read More

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