Those first dahlia blooms that lined my windowsill after the passing of my son, created a need in me of really wanting to share the feelings of wellbeing and peace flowers brought me in the throes of my mother’s grief. I wanted to share their magic in any way that I could. This included farming cut-flowers commercially. I’ve taken the stage to speak about flower power. Have had a handful of years with sold-out dinner tours with long waiting lists, an annual flower school not to mention sold-out farmers market after, market, happy flower subscribers, and over-the-moon brides. Then covid hit right at the time many farms across the country were starting their…