How rhubarb reminded me…

…not to rush through Spring, but to slow down enough to enjoy the moment.

I’m experiencing something as a flower grower that I haven’t felt as much as this year.

It probably has to do with “the growth” of my business, pun aware…

You see, in the past I have grown for smaller events, until last year.

This year I am lucky enough to be doing the same 80 table and 3 very large stage bouquets. I am also doing an even larger event the following weekend at the end of June.

Recently, my every waking minute when not working on something else has been spent in planning, planting, bed prepping, bed enlarging, seed catalogue searching, seeding buying, moving small plants into larger containers — ALL. THE. THINGS.

Plus one more thing: THINKING about the end of June and how I need to organize to be able to have enough flowers and even more importantly how to have enough time to do all the things. How to have enough time for the seeds to grow into plants to bloom on the day.

Do I have to grow everything myself. Well, no. There are amazing local growers whom I will buy from (when I contact them…its on the list)

But it’s more than that.

It’s the notion or the reality of wishing away the time for one single time in the future.

I love Spring. I love the surprises of what is coming up in my perennial garden. It’s like seeing people once a year on holiday– people you only know in one same place, people you may not even know their name but you share an experience at the same summer concert series every year, always and only at that time of year and otherwise they do not enter your mind. Shout out to you elegant tulips today, you know who you are!

I love tucking tiny seeds into little cells of soft sterile, slightly damp, growing medium. I love the changes that seem to happen over night from when I tucked in the garden the night before, closing doors to the greenhouse, the hoop house, the studio, the cold frame and opening them up again when the light returns the next day.

I love it.

I’m thankful for it.

Which is why I don’t want to miss it.

Which is why when I picked the rhubarb on Friday night and made a pie with it and some frozen strawberries, that I did that with intention. With as much presence as I could muster.

The weather, the light and the time helped.

I share this here as a reminder- if it is helpful to you- to use something from this season as a reminder to enjoy “the right now”.

Yes plan, yes plant, yes work hard for the goals and events to come.

AND take moments every day to be present. Don’t miss it. Any of it.

I wish you peace on your path today,

Lise-Lotte