There's a hush that falls over the farm when frost arrives.

Killing Frost

The air sharpens, the petals fade, and the garden exhales. It’s in this stillness, between what was and what’s yet to come. I find space to listen, gather more than just my thoughts, and give thanks.

The 2025 cut flower season has come to an end. This milestone is marked by the first killing frost. It arrived early October, catching me by surprise.

Beauty in the transition

I find myself both grieving and with relief. Mourning the end of season seven, yet quietly grateful for the slowing pace that follows. Is it possible to feel both at once? I think it is.

Where grief and gratitude meet

I pause to take in the beauty of the faded blooms. Their transformation in color, their soft surrender back to the soil. There’s a lesson in that gentle letting go.

Kissed by frost

As I sit with this change, I reflect on all that the season has given.

The connection to our land, the community that welcomed these blooms into their homes,

and the relationships that have Flourished because of it.

Sitting to reflect

As I move slowly through the fading rows, I also gather what remains, seeds from sweet peas, marigolds, larkspur, and cosmos to name a few. Each tiny seed carries a promise, a quiet continuation of all that’s been nurtured here. In saving them, I’m reminded that the cycle of life is unavoidable and even in endings, the seeds hold hope for the future.

Seed saving, larkspur

I give myself space to consider what I’ve learned, what I could have done differently, and how I envision the next season unfolding. My momentum shifts now. I’m not stopping, just pausing. Pausing to reflect, to evaluate, to breathe.

Walking the rows

I’ll lift and divide the dahlia tubers as energy allows, without hurry. Grace will be my pace.

For now, I give thanks:

to this land that sustains,

to my body that allows me to do this work,

to my family for their steadfast support,

and to the community that has believed in us since 2019.

Giving Thanks

As we enter this quieter season, may we appreciate the shorter days, the warmth of the holidays, and the company of one another.

If you have needs for everlasting flowers, I have an abundance of unique varieties awaiting their next life. They are ready to be thoughtfully incorporated into a custom piece or crafted into a stunning display.

Everlasting Marigolds

I want to take this moment to thank Emily Walls of @gullystudios for capturing the beauty and quiet transition of this season. Thank you, Emily, for honoring the truth in transparency and seeing the grace in every stage of the garden. May this process encourage you as well.

This journal entry is dedicated to our female farm cat ALOHA.

Keep Flourishing friends-

Finding beauty in letting go