For the first time in a while, we got a significant December snow. It’s also been one of the coldest Decembers recorded. The below normal temps have sent my planned ranunculus planting sideways.
My husband and I tackled the shoveling of 4-5 inches of snow. Gratefully, we get a brine treatment by Custom Deicing Solutions. On our long steep driveway, it makes for quick work.
The 26th annual Poggioli Christmas playlist is available on Spotify and Apple Music. The artwork always highlights a major theme of our year. Huge thanks to neighbor Sean for getting it perfect once again.
I started my Paperwhite bulbs the week of Thanksgiving and made a video to show you how. See link below. I’ve been forcing paperwhites to bloom every winter for years. It’s now a holiday tradition.
I use a variety called Nazareth that has a lighter scent and bigger bloom. These are not your box store bulbs. It’s fun to watch them grow and bloom. The whole process takes about a month.
Then it’s time to head outside. There is nothing more refreshing than a walk in the snow. It clears my head and calms my mind during this busy time. This picture is from the land behind our house. The state owns the land and planted 5500 trees in April, 2024. In about 10 years it will be a baby forest. I love it.
As always, remember to rest, refuel and recharge. Every living thing needs sleep.
Thank you for following my boutique flower farm. December closes my 7th season. It is a dream come true, made possible by your support and the love of flowers.
Wishing you and your family the warmth and joy of the holiday season. From our crew to yours. This was the funny picture for the Christmas card. Archie is always so serious.
Christmas Mail by Ted Kooser
Cards in each mailbox,
angel, manger, star and lamb,
as the rural carrier,
driving the snowy roads,
hears from her bundles
the plaintive bleating of sheep,
the shuffle of sandals,
the clopping of camels.
At stop after stop,
she opens the little tin door
and places deep in the shadows
the shepherds and wise men,
the donkeys lank and weary,
the cow who chews and muses.
And from her Styrofoam cup,
white as a star and perched
on the dashboard, leading her
ever into the distance,
there is a hint of hazelnut,
and then a touch of myrrh.