Evermore Forest Farm

02/15/2022

Seeding today, life is good. Round one in the greenhouse are tiny little Lisianthus seeds that will find their places in the bridal bouquets of 2022.

02/06/2022

Want to listen to a song with me? I have not digitally added it to this post to a series of fast moving photos or dances. You’ll have to look it up. Probably one of my favorite pieces of music ever written, is a Berceuse by Frederic Chopin, Opus 57 in D flat Major. Berceuse means lullaby, but this song reminds me more of waking up than falling asleep. In February the winter feels too long, and I’ve been missing my garden… old photo scrolling does not do it justice.

That song perfectly describes the feeling to me of shaking off winter and waking up into spring gardening that grows into abundant life fluttering and waving in the breeze. I miss flower faces and friendly faces of flower ladies and gentlemen who come to buy bouquets.

This photo was taken by a new friend who walked the garden with me mid August. I am sure I was apologizing extensively for weeds, bugs and messes scattered about the garden. They saw something more beautiful than I did at the time… now I see it.

What I wouldn’t give today for scratchy weeds on my arms, and grasshoppers jumping at my shins.

Please bring on the spring.

12/02/2021

Somewhere in the midst of the last few months we buttoned up a bathroom remodel. It’s a dream come true.

The old farm house lives on to make it through another few years.

Since my last post about wood splitters and stacking wood we find out during a routine inspection that our chimney is unsafe and needs to almost completely be rebuilt. I would like to confess that I laughed out loud when the chimney service gave me a quote to fix it…. I feel like such a child when I find out how much stuff costs. It’s funny… and it’s a reality check. We move on to the next puzzle of winter heat sans wood stove. 🤔

And she puzzled until her puzzler was sore, the realization that the farm would forever need so much more.

11/21/2021

Buttons has an affection for riding piggy back and snuggling heads.

If there is snow on the ground she especially loves hitching a ride for the daily farm walk… keeps the paws warm.

11/20/2021

This week I learn about hydraulic systems. I do something I’ve never done (look at me .trynewthings), I replace parts, change oil and flush a hydraulic system on a log splitter.

I screw it up thrice before I get it right. But I do eventually get it right. I am not afraid to ask questions… I consult many individuals until I get the right answers. I learn best by doing, and feel empowered by challenging myself. With each small engine system I learn I gain confidence that I can care for my machinery. It’s an important aspect of farm maintenance that I understand the machines I depend so heavily upon.

It’s a lovely day and the log splitter is buzzing.

This time of year my life will revolve around wood. Splitting, stacking and hauling wood. I start a fire each morning and try my best not to let the fire die. My farm house is heated with an old timely wood stove in the middle of the kitchen.

11/10/2021

Up the scaffolding… and down the scaffolding. Tape measure, teK screws and power tools. We work on one new building and I notice the repairs needed on all the others.

I am contemplating the American school system and trade skills that are essential to life. I’m glad my dad is here to teach me. I think of all the things my kids need to know.

It’s nice to look at things from a different perspective once in awhile.

11/05/2021

Farms have a way of collecting things. Dust, rusty nails, cob webs, critters, scraps… I refer to these collections that have existed since before my time as crap-stacks. I have spent six years sorting through them and shuffling them around.

With 8 outbuildings (4 in very poor repair) things can sure jumbled and messy fast. These glass jars full of rusty nails have been here since we moved in. I’ll never use them. This year I bid them adieu.

Each season I let some of the dust collectors go. Opening up spaces for new uses and trying to make this farm run more smoothly. It feels so freeing.

Every year it gets better.

11/01/2021

As we rush into winter we try to put the finishing touches on the machine shop dad started this spring.

We try to work our hardest in the spring and fall when the weather is mild and the bugs are gone.

Hoping to button this up and many other things before the snow flies.

I often wonder when I will have a season where we are not five layers deep in “projects” ?

The P word almost feels like a swear around here.

10/26/2021

Embracing brown.

Dried flowers and flower bulbs.

The tulips and daffodils go in the ground they symbolize the end and also the new beginnings of next year.

“We are standing at the end of a story, at the foot of a palindrome. “

10/16/2021

Save the seeds, to sew anew.

10/15/2021

The year the dahlias did a tap dance through October.

I ended my fresh flower season unceremoniously and without warning by getting Corona Virus. Now I’m hiding from ya’ll, just me and my dahlias. I will have word on wreaths and dried flowers after the 23rd when my hiding time is through.

You can check out stories of how I’m entertaining myself in the garden these days.

09/30/2021

Late September stunner.

09/26/2021

Lovers Swing. Featuring love in a puff vine (really would any other vine do).

Abby & Brody Halseth Forest Wedding.

Captured By Kasey Photography

09/26/2021

I’m dying. I am going to blast you with wedding flower gorgeousness.

I cried. Not just because I love weddings, but because I love flowers… seeing them touted by a women in white with love in her eyes is one of the crowning glories of a flower.

The photos Captured By Kasey Photography are perfect. She knocked it out of the park… not an Insta lady but find her on Facebook.

09/25/2021

Here comes the bride….

09/25/2021

It’s wedding Eve here at the farm.

The brides parents test out the lovers swing, and me and the sisters work late into the night putting the finishing touches on the flowers.

This wedding is special to me… it is my cousin, and I love her. I want her marriage to be strong and withstand the tests of time. I think marriage is a beautiful thing.

09/24/2021

Weddings on the mind as I prepare for the weekend.

Stensrud’s you are looking amazing! Best wishes for your life together. Thanks for letting our flowers be a part of your backyard surprise wedding.

Thank you to for dahlia magic and for this capture.

09/20/2021

The forest gets a makeover this weekend in preparations for a wedding.

The space is pretty breathtaking. And I am touched by the crew of bride and groom family that came out to transform the space.

We have been spending a lot of time out there… and my kids often unintentionally look like they are posing for album cover art of their “band”.

They are cooler than I am.

09/16/2021

Having a little moment of flower transcendence.

The gophers and grasshoppers spare me another bucket full of treasured dahlias.

09/14/2021

Buttons the cat has decided the best place to nap is in a box of dried celosia between the zinnias and marigolds.

09/13/2021

Gomphrena coming off the fields. Headed to the and filling up the drying racks for fall.

09/12/2021

Sometimes I fill my van full of plants, and cross my fingers that I have the energy to dig all the holes to put them in the ground.

Thanks for the BOGO!

09/10/2021

09/09/2021

Finding creative ways to avoid my chores today.

With Love,
Tacy

09/02/2021

Oooooo La la.

When I started growing flowers I envisioned people would want to treat their lovers to flowers in a romantic sort of way.

To my delight and amazement 98% (fake stat) of the flowers purchased at the farm are by ladies for ladies. Ladies treating their moms, sisters, besties, co-workers, friends, neighbors, teachers and THEMSELVES.

I have loved being a part of you treating each other this season with floral treasures. Giving someone flowers is often not a romantic thing… it’s like giving someone a hug, and saying I see you, I love you, you are my friend!

This pictured flower moment is brought to you by Aztec Zinnias, Buttercream yellow Asters, Cramer’s Lemon lime Celosia… Red Red Wine, and two ladies who just wanted to enjoy something beautiful on a Thursday afternoon.

09/02/2021

Oooooo La la.

When I started growing flowers I envisioned people would want to treat their lovers to flowers in a romantic sort of way.

To my delight and amazement 98% (fake stat) of the flowers purchased at the farm are by ladies for ladies. Ladies treating their moms, sisters, besties, co-workers, friends, neighbors, teachers and THEMSELVES.

I have loved being a part of you treating each other this season with floral treasures. Giving someone flowers is often not a romantic thing… it’s like giving someone a hug, and saying I see you, I love you, you are my friend!

This pictured flower moment is brought to you by Aztec Zinnias, Buttercream yellow Asters, Cramer’s Lemon lime Celosia… Red Red Wine, and two ladies who just wanted to enjoy something beautiful on a Thursday afternoon.