06/16/2026
I went into this gardening season with a vision: a magnificent, magical, cottage-core garden. Flowers blooming everywhere, birds singing, butterflies floating from bloom to bloom like something straight out of a storybook.
HA! What a wild idea.
Because, girl... this is Kansas. One late frost or a thunderstorm can humble your gardening dreams in about 2.5 seconds.
So instead, I embraced chaos gardening. And honestly? It shows.
But I love it anyway.
Cole and Winnie gifted a few things they no longer needed (and yes, I swear I'll get the rest of those pavers soon 🫣), and somehow those little additions helped create a different vision—one I didn't plan for, but one I love just as much. It's also setting me up for what will hopefully be a calmer, more organized season next year.
For now, I'll be out here enjoying this labor of love before the inevitable panic-harvest begins. (I really should have done some succession planting. 🤦♀️).
Soaking in the flowers, the vegetables, the imperfections, and the reminder that sometimes the best gardens aren't the ones that go according to plan.
🌿💕🌻
