We are often presented with the phrase ‘being a florist must be one of the best jobs in the world’. Oh boys and girls you’re right on the money.
Its bringing flowers back to their rawest form. Its fresh, bold, bountiful and organic. Its textures, colours, expressions that push boundaries. Its looking fear in the face and climbing those ladders, swinging from trees and daring to be different. Its being able to say what you feel without speaking a single word. Its that moment your heart skips a beat as your floral vision comes to life. Its personal, its raw, we do real life with real people. Its kicking goals with late nights and endless coffee fixes. Its going to bed with cuts, bruises, thorns, but the happiest of hearts. Its satisfaction that no words could describe. Its the floral life & gosh dang we love it.
