Oh my lands…what a season we had. I pictured myself having all kinds of free time to write and share our rose farming journey but boy was I thrown for a loop! The season started in May with building rose beds, designing for weddings, and the arrival of 100 bare root rose bushes on our front porch. Looking like a bunch of sticks, I had no idea the bounty we would be blessed with over the summer. There is nothing like rising with the sun, grabbing a cup of tea, walking the rows to see what will be blooming for the day, and inhaling whiffs of the most sweet smelling fragrance. After 43 years of searching and finding my way back to that picture of me capturing the beauty of that peony bush (see the Roots page) I have arrived. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting my dream.