03/08/2026
There’s a tiredness that comes after hours bent over buckets of stems, hands stained green — and we wouldn’t trade it for anything. Late nights become early mornings as we shape each arrangement, petal by petal, for a couple who’ll only ever see the finished beauty. But for us, this is worship — a labour of love poured into every stem. Here’s to the long hours, the early sunrises, and the God who gives us strength to keep creating. 🌸🤍