Friendly Neighborhood Florist
One day, a neighbor asked my dad if he could grow him some petunias. (A well known basic annual flower/plant.) My dad said, “Im a farmer, I don’t grow flowers.” Lucky for him, my mom overheard this. My moms wheels started spinning. She was thinking of other ways to make everything work financially. At this time, she wasn’t only the ideas behind the farm. She was the second most important helping hand on the farm, and she was also working as a cosmetology instructor so we had enough to live on. This was a time when we didn’t have much of anything, times were harder. Even though, thats how it was for everyone at that time. This is before all of the thousands of credit cards people use these days to finance a lifestyle.
My mom suggested we grow some flowers. Just a few to sell and put out when we sell vegetables. She wanted to just give it a try, and see if it would even be worth going down a whole new avenue.
Something happened that not only changed my parents life, but it had changed mine and my three sisters lives forever!
The flowers sold out before the vegetables!
Every year we grew more flowers, and less vegetables. Before we knew it, the livestock were packed up and out of there, we had about 10 greenhouses. More and more greenhouses were added throughout the years.
I was born into flowers. It’s in my blood. Its just second nature. I don’t have to think twice about any of it.
I know what I’m doing.