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Understory Farm LLC
2076 East Street,
Bridport, VT, 05734,
United States
802-989-2141 understoryfarmvt@gmail.com
Hours
Fri 8am-5pm
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Arguably some of the best and worst ideas from this week include changing the farm’s name to either Undertaker or Scary farm, Chile Verde in exchange for a bucket of flowers, tiny cowboy hats on bouquets, hoes that attach to your knees, also kn
Yesterday the wind blew my hat off six times until I tied a shoelace through the straw and laced my head into a barrel. It had a calming effect. Everything is a little windwhipped, sunburned, humidityhammered and it’s getting to that level of d
I walked out to the field carrying a pile of cardboard in my arms, cause that’s my special skill set, and the sun was soft and three people were picking flowers, heads down, and a loafing bear walked calmly through the cover crop. I put the dog
I clocked this greenhouse at 110F today and it felt like a sauna in the best kinda way except for the feeling of suffocation. @elisabethcrawfordd holds godetia and describes it like a highlighter smeared across a page and I like that image, and if be
I may not have been able to get a regular availability out to our wholesale newsletter just yet this season but I did do one cartwheel and wrote this out on a sticky note about this week - I woke up because I knew the dog was waiting for me in the ha
This week was hot and sticky and soaked in fish fertilizer and the occasional English accent, cool breezes that could have been holy spirits, dust in eyes and homemade bonnets, skittle colored floral arrangements and overheating radiators, one good c
Back in the day the old busted and crusted farmers used to tell me they wish they had two of themselves to get all the things done that needed to get done. I found myself saying that too the past few years. And then this spring I realized that two of
Devotion, fortitude and motherhood in the same sentence is like tulips, daffodils, ranunculus in the same season, or voles burrowing, flowers blooming and robins nesting in the same greenhouse, just a thing that happens natural as the sky is blue or
When we bought this farm we found a rock in the walls of the barn with an incredibly sad face drawn on it with permanent marker. We named it Sad Rock. It was set upon a less sad rock to watch over the Asian pear tree and the next day a dead robin lie
At the risk of losing another good employee cause I forced them to smile with flowers perfectly aestheticized in front of a weathered ship lap pine backdrop, I want to to say that we sell flowers, want people to buy them and they are truly beautiful.
This spring has me remembering that flowers have their own free will, straw hats only last one summer if treated poorly, rubber bands melt on dashboards, smiling feels really good, stinging nettle feels really bad but also really good, printers are c
I really don’t mind getting buried in another 8” of snow, assuming we don’t lose power or run out of propane or greenhouses collapse or slide off the road during deliveries tomorrow morning. Aside from that I love it. Grab these mos