08/06/2024
This past year I accepted a job in France as head flower farmer/florist, on a farm that is surrounded by the most beautiful French countryside fields, little towns with old stone cottages and only a 30 min train ride to Paris.
I don’t speak French, I started saying I speak flowers. I love flowers as much as the French. I feel like myself here and will be eating cheese and croissants everyday, with seasons full of the most beautiful peonies, my first time in Paris was peony season.
I will finally be able to grow in a way I have always dreamed of with flower varieties that have been on my wish lists, with the tools and team I am so lucky to have found. I was the flower mom who took her kids out to the field to pick flowers, putting them inside of flower delivery boxes for them to colour so I could have 5 more uninterrupted minutes. Summers with no irrigation and all I could do was hand water, it’s good to learn the hard and simple way, it has taught me so much.
It has taken all of that hard work, love and experience to get me here and I really believe it was because I didn’t give up on myself. It is hard to fight for our dreams but so much harder to give up on them.
There is so much to this story I would love to share and I will as we settle our family again, that has been the most important for us as parents, happy children we will do anything for.
Thank you for having the patience with me, I know I can be quiet on here. We are so happy with this decision and want you to know that the right door will always open with opportunities and people with kindness and understanding, even when you least expect it.
