Regenerating the Land
Fostering Resilience
I’m not a farmer by trade or by training. I didn’t choose this path — I believe it chose me. After years in corporate environments, I reached a point of burnout I could no longer ignore. I found myself craving something real: connection, beauty, and a sense of wellbeing that didn’t come from constant striving. So I followed the pull toward land and season and soil, unsure where it would lead, only knowing I needed to find out if a different kind of life was possible.
When I first arrived in the valley I now call home, the land carried its own ache — charred fence posts from the 2017 fires, debris scattered across the fields, soil stripped of life. It mirrored the exhaustion I felt inside. But it also offered a quiet invitation: come closer, tend what’s in front of you, begin again.
A few years later, the land tells a different story. Flowers bloom where weeds once struggled. Honeybees forage and nap inside open blossoms. Monarchs float through the rows. Frogs and earthworms tunnel through soil that grows healthier each season.
Creating and tending this small farm has taught me that the antidote to despair is relationship. When I show up, the land responds. Nature is fragile, yes — but endlessly resilient when given the right conditions.
The same has been true for me.
Aligning my rhythms with the Earth has brought my own health and wellbeing back into balance. And somewhere along the way, I realized that my work isn’t really about being a wedding florist or a production grower, even though I step into those roles when needed. What feels truer is that my life here serves as an example of choosing differently — a reminder that it’s possible to slow down, look around, and reconnect with what actually matters. To see how deeply everything is interconnected, beginning with our food systems and the soil beneath our feet.
I’ve also learned, through plenty of hard-earned lessons, that farming is still a business. It has to make money to survive. I’ve had to get comfortable with spreadsheets, margins, and practicality. But the deeper why — the part rooted in relationship, meaning, and care — is what carries me through the difficult seasons.
To tend the Earth is to tend myself, and seeing the world through that lens means recognizing that every act of care ripples outward. Each seed planted, each bed mulched, each pollinator welcomed feels like both devotion and defiance: devotion to life, and defiance of the systems that see land only as a resource.
Farming, for me, is a quiet form of activism. Slow, relational, rooted in reciprocity — the opposite of extraction. A daily choice to protect beauty, nurture biodiversity, and create small sanctuaries of life even when the wider world feels uncertain.
This flower farm is my offering: a love poem to the land, a place for beauty, connection, and community. A reminder that when we tend the Earth, we tend ourselves — and both are needed for the future we hope to grow.
With love,
Rachael
Investing in What Matters Most
Know your farmer, know your flowers.
When you buy flowers from the grocery store or your local retailer, more often than not, they’ve been flown in from outside the United States. All that jet fuel and plastic packaging aside, these flowers have been harvested days and sometimes even weeks before they reach you, meaning that by the time you get them home, at best, they have only a few days of life left in a vase.
When you buy from a local farmer, you’re not only investing in the economic well-being of your local community, but you’re also getting a higher-quality product. Local flowers are fresher, healthier, and last longer. Local farmers can also grow varieties that don’t ship well and can’t be cultivated using mass-scale industrialized agricultural methods.
We stand behind the health and quality of our flowers, and are equally proud of the biodiversity on site, from pollinators, to birds, to other mammals up the food chain — all indicators of a balanced, healthy, ecosystem.
“The beauty, the brilliance & creativity, the wow factor when gifting the hand-curated bouquets - ahhh, such joy to gift & to keep!”
- Farmers Market Customer