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  • Sarah


This dream started way before I even remember. My mother says as a child I constantly had my nose in the flowers, All the flowers. Growing up as a 4th generation family farmer, growing things is in my blood. This is the start before chapter one or year one, this is the prologue of my flower farm. The planning, the building, the researching, the hoping, the dreaming, the learning, all the before, before the dream can truly start.

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