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…

I started with Dahlias, a row of sweetpeas, and some sunflowers, each one in remembrance of someone I love. At the time they were the only varieties I was going to farm. I thought how special to have a symbolic but simple business model. Well we all know how that worked out for me. I ended up diving deep into packing my brian as full as I could with all things flowers. Continuing my education by touring other farms, attending workshops and conferences. I hungered to try my hand at more. Oh boy, all that new beauty took my breath away. Hands on teaching by far is my preferred method of learning. So…