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Only the Strong Flourish

Around here, I’ve always heard the saying “only the strong survive.” We say it in reference to everything: Animals. Plants. People. In a hot, windy, and dry climate, it is especially true for flowers.  We are building this farm - from the ground up. There isn’t much of a wind break up yet, with none in some places. All that is there is wide open farm land. These plants are going to have to be tough, and we’ve known that since the beginning. Honestly though, we just figured that a greenhouse (or 2 or 3 or 4) was an absolute necessity to get anything the grow well enough that the flowers could be sold. God works in some crazy awesome...

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Standing in the Fire

There is an ancient story that was first told to me when I was a young girl about three men who were thrown into a flaming furnace at the order of the king. A furnace so hot that the guards who threw them in were instantly killed by the heat. These three men believed that their God could and would save them from the flames. He did that very thing. He saved the three men.  I’ve always thought it was crazy that the God of a million stars knows my name but now I think it’s insane because the God of 40 mph winds with 65 mph gusts can make a flower this pretty despite the wind. This flower (pictured...

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Our Sweet Chloe

Chloe has a mind of her own, and this business venture is just a stepping stone to what she truly wants to do. She is an animal LOVER, and knows that she will be a vet one day. When that day comes, she plans on opening her own clinic called “Chloe’s Canines.” She is a light in our lives and does a good job at keeping my parents young. I’m excited to see how she changes the world. It won’t be long. 

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Jay and Lori’s Role

Meet Our Team - Jay and Lori RichardsonI think it’s important that you know our story :) Yesterday, I received a call from my mom while I was in town. She said I needed to hurry to the farm because the plastic on our hoop houses didn’t look like they were going to be able to withstand the wind (it was bad). I hurried home and found this woman laying across the plastic (freezing her ears off) to stop it from blowing away. That is who these two are.Rewind to about six months ago, I was talking to my dad about what I wanted to do when I grew up. There were only about forty roads ahead of me and...

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The Man, The Myth, The Legend - Poppy

When I was a young, I remember constantly asking Poppy what I could do to help him, when I could finally drive a tractor, and even if I could go out and hoe the fields. He let me help enough to keep me satisfied, but I think he always knew I wanted more.  I would ride with him in the tractor, talk with him at Grama’s lunch every day, and admire his hard-working, determined attitude. We would talk about the family farm and who would work alongside him and eventually work his fields. I always wished to be the next family farmer as a child (along with the other 50 careers that I wanted to pursue), but eventually, that dream...

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