crept up from the river valley and hung briefly over the vineyard like an old friend who unexpectedly shows up on one's doorstep . What a lovely surprise, this Kentucky morning.
Briar Rose Garden is a family owned and operated farm near the banks of the Barren River in Warren County, Kentucky. Established in 2012, we established blackberry bushes, and field planted sunflowers, zinnias, daisies, gladiolus, and more cut flower varieties. The farm is open in season as a You-Pick. Fresh garden bouquets are available in our Flower Shed which operates on the Honor System.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Wednesday Fog
This morning I woke to the fog that
crept up from the river valley and hung briefly over the vineyard like an old friend who unexpectedly shows up on one's doorstep . What a lovely surprise, this Kentucky morning.
crept up from the river valley and hung briefly over the vineyard like an old friend who unexpectedly shows up on one's doorstep . What a lovely surprise, this Kentucky morning.
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Spring Report
I have to apologize for not posting in a while. It has been a very busy spring. We've been feverishly planting, tilling, weeding, and weeding some more.
This has been a building year for us with nearly a thousand lavender plants in the ground, blackberry and raspberry bushes planted, and the vineyard going into its second season.
There is not much down time!
9
This has been a building year for us with nearly a thousand lavender plants in the ground, blackberry and raspberry bushes planted, and the vineyard going into its second season.
There is not much down time!
9
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Looking outside at the snow and the near zero temperatures on the thermometer, it's difficult to believe that spring is only weeks away. We can only sip our hot tea or coffee, thumb through the gardening catalogues, water the seedlings we planted weeks ago, and believe that yes, spring will come in all her glory, and none too soon!
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Enjoying the much needed rain this afternoon curled up with some poetry by Charles Wright
After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard
Charles Wright, 1935
East of me, west of me, full summer. How deeper than elsewhere the dusk is in your own yard. Birds fly back and forth across the lawn looking for home As night drifts up like a little boat. Day after day, I become of less use to myself. Like this mockingbird, I flit from one thing to the next. What do I have to look forward to at fifty-four? Tomorrow is dark. Day-after-tomorrow is darker still. The sky dogs are whimpering. Fireflies are dragging the hush of evening up from the damp grass. Into the world's tumult, into the chaos of every day, Go quietly, quietly.
Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head?
It might be drizzling a bit, but it hasn't dampened our spirits. I'm at the market till noon. Stop by and say hello:)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)