farm journal

In June of 2019, Diadem Flower Co. moved down the road to a beautiful farmhouse built in 1852.  The little we know is that it it was built by Abram Morrison and his wife Isabella Stanley Morrison. He was listed in the census as a farmer. Our bit of it is 10 acres, but we know it was a lot bigger than that to begin with. Abram and Isabella, as well as a handful of other close family members are buried on the property under a beautiful apple tree on top of a hill. We’re glad they are there. We think of them often as we make decisions for the land or the house and we wonder what their lives were like here.  I wish there was more recorded so that I could know them and this place a little better.  But maybe that will reveal itself over the years.  For now we are happy to steward the Morrison Farm while it’s our time to live here. Currently the farm is not open to the public, although please reach out via email if you have a question or idea.

Below you’ll find posts about what’s growing, weddings, farm plans, travel, and more. Have a look around and be in touch if you have questions or if we can help!

on change

This is my first professional headshot, taken in 2001. I was finishing up a graduate program that in hindsight was…

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5 weeks…

That’s the date my calendar shows as the first date we start seeding cold hardy annuals around here. Just 5…

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i love a plan

Hello from just below freezing! It’s been a bitterly cold and windy couple of days here on the farm, but…

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tulips: a primer

As I mentioned in the last post, our killing frost was a couple of weekends ago, so the tasks around…

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the killing frost

I’ve always loved that term. It sounds so brutal, and it is, but it’s also intensely evocative, and I love…

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hitting our stride

To hit one’s stride, to achieve a regular or steady pace or course. To reach the point or level at which one…

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not just yet

“…and all at once, summer collapsed into fall.”  – Oscar Wilde I dread autumn. Sure, it’s incredibly beautiful, especially where…

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wait, august??

How does this happen every year? We climb through the depths of winter and second winter (some regions call this…

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one month in

Let’s start with the accomplishments. Not as a way to self congratulate, although I have no problem with a person…

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life comes at you fast

Some adjustment periods are a little more aggressive than others, aren’t they? This current one is relentless. I think I’ve…

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it’s official

We are moving. After 3 years in this beautiful little 1921 four square in Portland’s newly popular Nason’s Corner neighborhood,…

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fear + courage

I’ve come back to this post three times since I started writing it and every time I come back, I…

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/rant

Hi friends. In a last minute pivot, the Farm we were considering didn’t work out and my ranunculus are in…

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12 Laundry Baskets

I just bought 12 laundry baskets. They will be here on Friday. Why would anyone need 12 laundry baskets, you…

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Spring Fever…

…or is it just a regular fever. I’m sad to report that I managed to get whatever filthy illness is…

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Snow Day #47

I’ll admit to feeling joy when I got the call from the school district this morning that said school was…

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The Power of Yes

I know I’ve written about the daily risks of life as a musician, a freelancer, and an artist. I’ve written…

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Beauty as a Human Right

I am so excited. It’s time, finally. Trays are bleached, starting mix has been acquired, seeds have been catalogued and…

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headlong

There is rest and relaxation expected of the holidays and this time in the in-between. I can definitely do rest…

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a new step

What a week! We’re home now, thank goodness, and it’s only taken about a week to shake the jet-lag that…

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practical winter

There’s a time for dreaming and planning and then there is a time for leaping and feeling scared and doing…

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the hourglass flip

I know that the summer solstice was months ago, and that we’re still two months from the winter solstice, but…

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autumn to-do

Honestly, this post is for me.  But you’re welcome to bear witness my neurosis. 🙂 I’m a list maker. It’s…

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the flower house

It was a day last autumn and I was tucking away the vegetable beds, well before I decided that I…

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autumnal malaise

good morning. This morning I woke up rotten sick from last weekend’s unfortunate travel experience and I think when you’re…

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special delivery

Over the last couple of days, a bunch of really encouraging messages have come in from kind strangers all over…

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against forgetting

I guess it’s good to keep a record like this blog and the associated instagram account.  Part of it feels…

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the hard way

Every day I go outside and marvel at the changes that 24 hours brings.  I know I miss so much…

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the mess

“All the “not readies,” all the “I need time,” are understandable, but only for a short while. The truth is…

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late bloomers

well. here goes nothing. My name is Colleen and I am an aspiring Mainer and a plant-first-ask-questions-later new flower farmer.…

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