Signs of Spring

As the first of the 8000 tulips I planted pop up into existence and quell the nerves I had of them making it, I'm left in awe of nature and in sheer terror for the work, pressures, inevitable failures and triumphs that lie ahead. I can only hope that the support I've had up to this point continues and carries me through this first messy season. I have already learned hard lessons, had some successes and been humbled too many times to count. The flower biz is dirtier in more ways than I expected.