Parsons Florist

Parsons Florist Family Owned and Operated Since 1917.A quality shop where customers realize what customer service is
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Family owned since 1917
Voted #1 favourite florist 12 years +
Award winning florist
Award winning designers

06/23/2025

How to beat the heat! It’s prom season.

06/23/2025

How to heat the heat during prom

The wisteria is just starting to open in front of the shop. We love flowers outside as much as inside!
06/20/2025

The wisteria is just starting to open in front of the shop. We love flowers outside as much as inside!

06/12/2025

It’s prom/graduation season and we’re here to help you!

06/04/2025

Before the shop opens for the day…

What’s blooming around the shop today?
06/04/2025

What’s blooming around the shop today?

Fresh? Oh yes. Fresh picked.
05/28/2025

Fresh? Oh yes. Fresh picked.

An update on Beatrice: She Who Brings Joy! We can’t thank you all enough for you kind support, your prayers and your don...
05/13/2025

An update on Beatrice: She Who Brings Joy! We can’t thank you all enough for you kind support, your prayers and your donations that gave hope for wee Bea. Thank you all so much! There is much more to her journey -but for now we cherish this huge victory. Xx

Remission

Beatrice completed her last round of chemotherapy on March 18th. She is pictured below receiving her last transfusion and proudly wearing her Bravery Beads. Each one has meaning and signifies a medical procedure or event. On April 24th, our oncology team declared that Beatrice was in remission. She underwent surgery to remove her port-a-cath on May 1st and tomorrow, surrounded by many who love her, she will ring the remission bell.

This is amazing news. An answer to prayer. And yet, it does not sink in, and I cannot feel excited. Rhabdomyosarcoma has a very high rate of recurrence. Statistically, Beatrice has a 50% chance of relapse. This terrifies me.

No one tells you about the fear that comes with the end of treatment. I find it hard to share the news. I find it hard to see other people's celebration and excitement. I have witnessed far too many children with Rhabdo relapse. I know the realities. Relapse happens hard and fast. As wonderful as it is to be done with treatments, chemotherapy meant we were doing something, and there is a tremendous feeling of security in that knowledge when the enemy which you are fighting is microscopic. Now we wait. We wait, we hope, and we pray.

Hope is seriously scary business.

I apologize for my silence here. I know you all care for Bea very much, and I've had many messages of concern. I truly appreciate the continued love, support and prayers. Somewhere along the road, the trauma of it all caught up with me. I've tried to write. I have countless saved drafts, but my heart has been too raw. I've found myself spiralling in a swirl of anxiety, and I needed to hide myself away.

Parents of pediatric cancer patients; We have to be strong and resilient. There simply is no other choice. Deep down, though, it's as if we are held together with tape and glue, wearing our hearts, quite literally, outside of our bodies. Nothing is what it was before, and it will never be quite the same again.

I am reminded of Frodo Baggins in the conclusion of Return of the King. He is tired, so very tired from his journey. The trauma he has suffered runs so deep that he has been forever changed by it. His companions seem to settle back into life, but for Frodo, everything is different. His soul is weary. He IS different. There's an innocence that has been lost, and you can't go back. I feel that.

It's as if I'm trapped in a fishbowl. I can see the happiness and the joy. Beatrice is in remission! And sometimes...sometimes, for a brief second, I can almost touch the freedom of it. But I am cautious and guarded, and there are thick glass walls between me and the hope that I no longer have to worry for her life. I've been in the place of wondering if my sweet baby will live or die for so long that I just cannot feel excited.

Not yet.

Tomorrow my girl rings the bell, and I'm going to try my best to live in the moment. She has certainly mastered that, and it is evident wherever she goes.

We’ve got you covered :)
05/08/2025

We’ve got you covered :)

One week today? Are you ready? We are.
05/04/2025

One week today? Are you ready? We are.

Congratulations to the Orangeville ambulance station! We will be delivering this to you this afternoon! We always appre...
04/11/2025

Congratulations to the Orangeville ambulance station! We will be delivering this to you this afternoon! We always appreciate everything all our emergency services do for our community!

Lasts weeks voting for a floral thank you went so well we’re doing it again! This week it’s between our emergency responders here in Orangeville! In the comments cast your vote by liking the emergency service you feel is most deserving as we have nominated them. We will deliver this design to them this afternoon. Voting closes at 12:30 pm today.

Tulip time! $12.75/bunch Ontario grown! Are you ready for spring yet? while supplies last.
04/10/2025

Tulip time! $12.75/bunch Ontario grown! Are you ready for spring yet? while supplies last.

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52 Townline (at William Street)
Orangeville, ON
L9W1V2

Opening Hours

Monday 9am - 5pm
Tuesday 9am - 5pm
Wednesday 9am - 5pm
Thursday 9am - 5pm
Friday 9am - 5pm
Saturday 9am - 3pm

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Parsons’ 101 Years of Excellence

As we celebrate our 101st anniversary as family owned business here in Orangeville, we have decided to share some stories, advice and industry inside tips with our amazing community. Since 1917, the Parsons’ Family has been lead by not only some strong men, but some amazingly strong women. Four generations of women in fact have lead the team here at Parsons’. The question I am asked most often is if we have a fifth generation in the wings, ready to step up when the time comes. I am one of three siblings. My mom, Dorothy, (the third generation) told us we had to go out into the world and find our own way in life. As an only child, it was expected of her to enter the family business. Although she loved it, she never really knew if there was anything else out there for her. So, when we came along, the choice to enter the family business was not extended. We lived in the “real world”�, going to college, working for “the man”� and “working to live”�. It was in 1997 that I heard the news of the possible exit of my mom from the family business. Within two weeks, I had left my full time job, jumped on board and have never ever looked back. Mom of course was thrilled to see the family tradition continue. I am blessed beyond measure to be able to proudly say “I live to work”� now. Everyday is a joy to come to work. I know although it’ a job I want myself and my staff to be able to truly say work is fun, supportive, a loving and safe place to come to share a passion. Since 1997, I have been proud to have many fantastic employees who have come into our family, some for years and some just passing through on their way to finding their own career passions. Each one is hired for personality and trained for skill. I truly believe I can teach anyone to be a great designer, but I can not train someone to be a good person. To answer the question: I have no idea if either of my boys or my nieces or nephews will want to carry on the family tradition. If their heart calls them to the profession, I will of course, fully support their choice. Most of all I will support them to choose their passion as their Job. It will show in all aspects of their lives. “Live to work”�...What a blessing!

By Chris McCoy

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