It didn't start with the dream of owning a flower farm. It started with over 20 years of marriage, raising three kids, and moving 11 times. Then one day, we drove down a dirt road past cows and horses, through a rickety gate to 6 acres in SW Washington that had been neglected and left to the blackberries.

And we moved just one more time.

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Our flower farm sprang from the idea that we wanted to do something to connect us to the land we'd just bought. After tossing around ideas of Christmas trees and hops, we stumbled upon flowers and jumped right in. We're so glad we did.

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Today we grow on just over a half acre and offer a variety of cut flowers. Sara tends to the flowers, planting, weeding and planning, and John does the heavy lifting and thinking. Their four-legged farm hands are great at laying in the sun and digging in the dirt.

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And now, a few of the hidden houses we've found on the property...