Sharing our love of blooms with you since 2023

Every adventure has an origin story. Mine began in a garden.

 

Some people find their White Rabbit later in life. I was

lucky — mine found me early, kneeling beside Grandma Shirley in her flower beds. She tended to things with love,

and I was right there alongside her, hands in the soil,

learning without even knowing I was learning. I remember tagging along to Ron’s, J & J, and other nurseries, listening as she talked through her ideas for what she would plant that year. She had a great eye for design.  That natural green thumb never left me. It just kept growing.

 

Over the years I explored what that could look like — including running a nursery for a time — but I was always searching for the thing that felt truly like mine. Then cut flowers found me. Or maybe I finally followed the rabbit far enough to find them.