The weather is reminding me of our visit to Wildseed Farms. Josh and I took a Texas tour on our honeymoon and drove wherever we felt like. It was so much fun. We found this cafe that served the most amazing breakfast ever and went there three days in a row. We floated the River Walk in San Antonio and drank Dr. Pepper from the original bottling plant in Dublin and ate killer pizza in Dallas and stayed at The House of the Seasons in Jefferson, among many other things. Not bad for November, we thought.
One of the places I was hoping to visit- but really didn't think we'd have time- was Wildseed Farms outside of Fredericksburg, Texas. In my mind, we could load up on pumpkins for Thanksgiving... but most importantly, flower seeds. Seeds I could plant and then save so one day our grand kids could be picking flowers alongside an old farmhouse and tell stories about how Granny Brin planted the seeds from her honeymoon and would you believe the flowers still bloom today... (and so on, etc.). At least, that's how I explained my two buggies full of seeds and pumpkins to Josh. Ahem.
If you're ever around Fredericksburg, make a trip out to this farm. It's gorgeous. Their seed store is so inspiring! I browsed here while Josh made use of the awesome restaurant and brewery on site. Win, win.
I think I may go and plant some of my Wildseed seeds now while it isn't too hot. I promised Josh a legacy garden, after all...