Picking the Last Dahlias from the Garden – Pretend Cut Flower Farm

So, in my last blog post I said that I was going to start cleaning up the garden to get it ready for fall crops. I still haven’t done that. I haven’t even started. A pile of things that were way more important came up, and I had to just stopping worrying about it. I’m going to try to start working on it next week. The mess out there is honestly really intimidating.

Today, I waded through the waist high weeds to pick the last of some really gorgeous cut flowers. I brought them in and knew that I had to arrange them. 

I recently bought some lights and a photo backdrop to take better pictures. My main motivation was that I was always so frustrated that I couldn’t take good pictures. My house is an embarrassing piece of crap…so this was really the only option if I wanted things to look nice. I constantly find myself annoyed that everything I see online is fake – yet, here I am, buying this crap. Let’s be real though, no one wants to look at my thrift store kitchen table anymore.


One thought on “Picking the Last Dahlias from the Garden – Pretend Cut Flower Farm

  1. Gorgeous flowers and I am sure you could give arranging the weeds a red-hot go! My mother was visiting me in Australia from Sweden and we were invited for dinner at a farm of some friends. She set out to pick ”field flowers” and came home with a mass of weeds. Well, she had no idea of what is a weed down here! She made a bouquet and we brought it to the farmer. I didn’t want to say anything. Nor did the farmer, on being presented with some noxious weeds (albeit pretty). Was very funny.


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