I grew up having breakfast every morning, in a kitchen, that was filled with flowers. Not flowers already in vases, but flowers, picked fresh from the garden, in tubs and buckets, in the process of going into vases. The counter was always wet, and it was never easy to find a place to eat.
My mother grew and arranged flowers for a hotel, the library, the church, and friends that needed cheering up. When she went out of town, I did the flowers for her. It was a skill I didn't even know was a skill, it was just something I did.
Later, I ended up near San Francisco, doing flowers for catalog photo shoots, restaurants, stores, and the occasional wedding.
Then on to Colorado, where I have been doing wedding flowers ever since. I have found my passion: being surrounded by flowers, and sharing my love of them with others. I am so grateful!