10/19/2026
As autumn settles over the farm and frosty mornings greet us, I find myself dreaming of spring.
There’s something bittersweet about watching one growing season come to an end while already dreaming of the next. The gardens have grown quiet, the days are getting shorter, and the earth is preparing for its much-deserved rest. Yet behind these glowing greenhouse doors, I can almost picture what’s to come.
Before long, this little haven will be overflowing with greenery, trays of tiny seedlings reaching toward the sunlight, and the promise of another beautiful season of growing. A place where little hands will help plant seeds, where dirt will find its way beneath our fingernails, and where so many new memories will take root.
For now, I’ll admire the warm glow against the cool autumn sky and remind myself that every season has its own kind of beauty. Even when the world around us seems to be slowing down, there is so much to look forward to.
And perhaps that’s one of the loveliest things about growing things. We’re always finding something to look forward to, even as we learn to appreciate what’s right in front of us.
