understory farm
Cart 0
Flower CSA Shop
Florists and Designers Buckets of Flowers
connect story
Cart 0
Buy Flowers Florists and Designers Buckets of Flowers Flower CSA About connect story Shop
understory farm
  • All
  • 2026 Flower CSA
  • Bouquets

Subscribe

Sign up below to get all the weekly updates

Thank you!
Understory Farm LLC
2076 East Street,
Bridport, VT, 05734,
United States
802-282-6738 understoryfarmvt@gmail.com
Hours
Fri 8am-5pm

understoryfarmvt@gmail.com / 802-282-6738

The business of business is not my forte. I tend to give more product away than what I should, work more than what a body should bear, promote less and write more feverish nonsense, let a productive field go feral, let the ragweed scatter, the milkwe
I love the grasses. I love their fortitude. I love that they don’t complain about the avoidant rain, or the baked clay or the insufferable heat. They’re like that friend, who’s been through all the same hard things you’ve been
If and when I’m not here, there will be, I’m convinced without a doubt, breadseed poppies growing from every unmade fold on this little slice of land. Even with a week of thick fire smoke and lightning sky and floral overwhelm, this tho
Last week was smashed fingers and long days and power outages and missed connections and cold rivers and dusty air and one brief call about who to give your flowers to if you suddenly leave this world. It’s only Monday morning, but I have a g
Sometimes I look around, notice the gushing beauty of this place, and I feel so entirely selfish. I don’t really want to keep it to myself. I’d much rather share all of the lushness with you. I’m teaming up with my dear friends fr
June is a capricious little thing isn’t it. It’s a dusty, liminal month. There’s dog hair everywhere. The daylight is either coming or going. I’m hungry all the time. I’m night dreaming reality and day dreaming music I
I cut the mock orange this morning and watched a horsehair worm, thin as fishing line, climb the overwhelmingly pungent philadelphus. These worms seek out water the same way a cottonwood seed seeks out a quiet piece of dirt. The stringy little thre
It is gemini season after all. The most aromatic, nettle burned, quick to laugh, quicker to obscenity, bluest month of all. I love nigella. I love it for its duality. Equal parts angelic and demonic, sincere and illusive, composed and unraveling. I