This is the story of the tiniest dahlia farm that was grown as a mistake, but loved intentionally. I must have blacked out this winter. Maybe it was during one of the many cold snaps or those days ...
A little over 18 years ago, I found community in the New York City flower market. Amid the noise and constant motion, people welcomed me into the industry and helped show me the way. When I first s...
I became a floral designer by chance—an accident, really. A case of meeting the right person at the right time. I quickly fell in love with the seasonality of the work and the constant sense of dis...
Dear Winter,
You forced me to slow down, and for that I’m grateful. Really, I am.
I listened while you hid the sun from us and sent cold air swirling around for months and months. I drew baths and ...
This past year, on a development call, my team reprimanded me for not embracing my title as a designer. The way that title makes me feel, is the same way I feel when I refer to myself as an artist,...
It's no secret among those that know me that I am a full blown candle connoisseur. I gained a discerning taste from growing up in my mother's candle shop. From a young age I learned about...
We love finding ways to give back to our community all year long — but the holidays are an extra special time to come together and help out our neighbors.
This November and December, we’ll be coll...
When the first frost appears and holiday preparations begin, there's one cherished tradition that has warmed homes for generations: lighting bayberry candles. These festive holiday candles have a b...