A little horse break at the end of the week.
If you ever wanted to see a draft horse who was trained in dressage, this is one to watch.
Look at those fancy feathered feet fly!
(Sound on for lots of Queenie snorts)
This month’s update is all about pricing and how we, as an industry, can provide for ourselves and our employees, in a way where we can survive. We need to stop undervaluing ourselves, just to get the order. We need to price in a way where we can afford to live in a healthy and sustainable way.
A late night, Friday flashback, to a screaming Scout, who refused to allow her siblings to get any attention.
Not a lot has changed.
We had a last minute tree cancellation. We have ONE tree available. First come (call), first serve. 🌲🌲🌲
Sound on for the cutest, and most confident toddler, who has just finished decorating his first tree!
It’s possibly the best tree ever, but I may be biased, as my nephew was the head designer. By his own admission it’s great, because he made it himself.
💕🌲🥔
Let me tell you about the worst flower thief, ever.
Our upstairs neighbour is this super awesome guy, Troy.
Troy does some amazing stuff for a living, helping people find careers that make them happy and guiding them through the job market and interview process.
You’ll often see him, sitting at the table in the front garden, working on his laptop, or talking on the phone. That’s Troy doing work stuff.
Here’s the thing. He seems all sweet and nice, super helpful and friendly, but that’s how he lures you in. You would never guess that at night, he is a master thief. Now, this is made considerably easier seeing as he has a key, and texts me when he is about to steal flowers, but that is beside the point. He is also nice at tucking our Amazon packages inside the door when we aren’t around, but that is not the purpose of my post.
Troy has been helping me early Monday mornings (leaving the shop at 6am or earlier) to come flower buying. I still can’t fully grasp why someone would give up well earned sleep to help me haul buckets, with payment in the form of coffee, a hash brown and fruit explosion muffin, but, he comes every week. And we HUSTLE! He really knows his stuff and we have become a well oiled machine over the last year.
Troy always picks out some weird bloom or incredible leaf as his treat. Then, at some point, he will steal a handful of items from the cooler to make his, ikebana inspired, floral arrangement for the week. You might have noticed us sharing his creations to our stories when he posts them.
Anywho, this is my giant THANK YOU to the floral thief, living among us. Next time you wave at him, as he is working away at his laptop, remember, you are saying hello to a notorious criminal, with an eye for line and colour. He’s not too shabby at packing a van, either. 🥷🏿🌸
The Story of My Instagram Umbrella
One day, an Instagram ad popped up and told me “this is the greatest umbrella you will ever own!” or something to that effect. It is compact. It is light weight. It’s high tech. It has a reflective stripe around its edge. It folds up inverted. INVERTED PEOPLE!!!! It even has a built in LED flashlight for some reason. All it needed was an allen key set and WiFi password to be the ultimate multi-tool.
I admit it, I stared at the umbrella. I watched the promotional ads. I looked at reviews and dreamed of what colour I would buy. I even got as far as “add to cart”. But, I chickened out. This umbrella was just too awesome. It couldn’t be real. There had to be a catch, and it couldn’t be the fancy leather(ette?) carrying case.
So, I abandoned my cart and returned to mindless scrolling.
The next day, the ad returned. Then, the abandoned cart email beckoned me. There was even a promo code. It reminded me of how incredible the umbrella is. It was right.
No, no. I couldn’t. I have an umbrella. I have many umbrellas. I have pretty ones. I have giant golf ones. I have iridescent ones. I have compact ones. Ultra compact. Even a cheap one I picked up in an emergency. I don’t need anymore. No more umbrellas.
But … this umbrella. It called to me. *inverted* it whispered. *reflective edge* it called. *LED flashlight for no reason* it said.
So, after the third email, with 20% discount, I relented. I ordered it.
Then, I waited. And waited. I was so excited, checking the mail daily. Last week, as we went through countless rain storms I kept thinking “where is it?!?”
And then, it arrived. On Friday, my precious umbrella came. I put it in my small backpack, and waited for the weather to be in my favour.
Then today, as I started to walk home; the drops started. I whipped open my backpack and pulled out my umbrella. I admired the perfect,