Cottage Garden Florals by Abigail Decorte

Cottage Garden Florals by Abigail Decorte Creating joy through flowers for all of life's beautiful moments!

✨cottage garden is taking a break✨After months and months of consideration, conversations, prayer, deep thought, and men...
12/27/2023

✨cottage garden is taking a break✨

After months and months of consideration, conversations, prayer, deep thought, and mental pro’s and con’s lists, I’ve decided to put a pin in for the foreseeable future. 🥹

When I’ve expressed my thoughts on this decision to friends and family, it’s taken SO many voice memos and phone calls and texts and words to describe the heart behind it. But what it’s boiled down to is that as a wife and mom as well as a creative and flower lover, it’s time to shift my gaze. My darling babies are growing up before my very eyes and need their mama to look them full in their hopeful faces more than I have been able to, my sweet, hardworking husband and I have exciting goals and plans and ideas for our future that require sacrifice and teamwork and space to dream together, and between those two beautiful things, my heart and mind and view are completely full for the moment.

It’s not the end of flowers for me, but rather a break from monetizing my love for them. I can’t imagine myself now without a daily influence of the beauty and peace and contentedness they provide me. And who knows what the future will bring? A flower farm? A flower shop? A truly ✨cottage garden✨ cottage? A year round educational tour? I don’t know, but I have ideas! Don’t you worry about that. 😘

For now, I’m sending you all a million hugs and thank you’s for giving me the opportunity to bring flowers to your day, whether it has been on your wedding day, a special remembrance day, a time of learning, your daily scroll, or anything in between.

Lots and lots of flower love,
abigail 💖

Well, what a December it’s already been. From a toilet break and flood on two levels of our home, to sleeping all in one...
12/12/2023

Well, what a December it’s already been. From a toilet break and flood on two levels of our home, to sleeping all in one bedroom and sharing a bathroom, to sicknesses - animal and human - to extra shifts for my husband, to school schedules and parties and Christmas celebrations… we’re only 12 days in and I’m toast. 🥴 I anticipated spending this December being calm, reflecting on a year I’m truly proud of, planning and dreaming of what the next year will look like for , but instead, it’s been chaos. BUT! I’m forever grateful for family who’s helped us navigate this flooding sitch and still encouraging us to celebrate the beauty of advent, for dear friends who continue to check in on us and let me vent all my feelings, for our kiddos who have taken the chaos in stride and find the simple joys in each day (like jumping on air mattresses and using the industrial fans to watch their stuffies float), and for my husband, who has kept us grounded throughout the whole thing, and continued to assure me that life is an adventure - sometimes chaotic, sometimes joyful, sometimes stressful, sometimes silly - but one that we get to experience together. I wish you all knew him… he’s really the better part of me. 🥹 love you

Breathing in this ranunculus moment that captured on film in NY this past spring… thank you Anne Girl for ALLL the art you offer to the world. 💜

And even though I’ve been quieter this season as we’ve navigated some stressful things, thank you all for your constant love and support! I promise there are things on the horizon that I’m so excited to share with you, so just you wait and seeeee! 💖

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Magical Carnation Flower Wands

When I pulled up to the Carlsbad Wholesale Market over a year ago while being the go-between for my Nashville-living sister-in-law and her local San Diego wedding florist, the scent of eucalyptus overwhelmed me, taking me back to magical carnation flower wands and holding my mom’s hand through the San Francisco Flower Market. No matter that more than twenty years were between the two experiences - it was as if it was last week. Scents have a funny way of taking you somewhere tucked far away into your memory rolodex, don’t they?

Many days of my childhood were spent digging for stems out of that weird space where things get lost between kitchen cabinets and linoleum flooring, or finding jagged rose thorns in those kitchen corners and managing to lick-and-stick one to my nose (pretending to be a wicked witch with a warty nose, obviously... where my Halloween babies at??). Quite honestly, if you were a Claudine-and-Glynis Cottage Garden bride between 1995 and 2000, I was likely peering around the corner, admiring how lovely you looked while I sipped the leftover coffee out of a floral teacup too. I listened, watched, and learned from the best.

But a four-year degree was the goal, and with music being my biggest passion growing up (aside from anxiously chewing on the leather strings of my softball mitt while waiting for the next double-play at 2nd base), I attended my dream college to get my degree in Music Education through much sacrifice by my family and family friends. I literally found my dream man passionately practicing his Bach partita in the practice room down the hall from where I was frustratingly working out my own issues with Mr. JSB (with quite un-passionately heavy hands and maybe even a profane word or two, let’s be honest) and married him not long after we walked the stage with degrees in hand. Seven combined jobs changes, two babies, and 4.5 years of marriage flew by before my headspace (and instagram searches) began to steadily grow more floral-themed. My Pinterest filled up with images while my notebook blackened with notes of what I liked and didn’t, so I reached out to 1/2 of the OG Cottage Garden and asked if I could help her with any upcoming event she was doing. I tell you, almost literally upon walking into Lora Kanai’s frigid back house packed with spring blooms, Oasis, and every Trader Joe’s chocolate snack you could imagine, I was sold. I called my husband when I left that night and told him that I was pooped and didn’t want to creatively pursue anything other than flowers for the rest of my life.

Cottage Garden Florals is me, my family history, and the way I choose to express the art and creativity given to me by God. Each piece is lovingly (sometimes painstakingly) dreamed up, prepared for, and created to bring joy and light to life’s most beautifully ordinary and extraordinary moments. I hope the next piece I deliver goes to you.