Living in Virginia cultivated in me a desire to help things grow. From an annual club with my next door neighbor, Emily, to planting trees on arbor day, from visiting Hill High Orchard to hiking Old Rag Mountain. Virginia's splendor, and my mother's green thumb were an inspiration to me. My most memorable, albeit unfortunate gift, was a gardenia bush. (Unlike my mother's thumb, mine is not quite as verdant.) But this never stopped me from making a pressed flower collection on my mission to Houston, TX. Nor did it impede my joy while working at Maru's Wholesale florist or delivering flowers for Herndon Florist. And, although I've delayed my further education to support my husband in his, I've never waned in my interest to study landscape architecture. In fact, my only formal education included a night class for 8 weeks to C.S. Monroe Technology Center. I've even fully planned my entire front yard landscape, though it is, as yet, a blank slate.
So, if I don't have a formal education, a natural skill for keeping things alive, or pursued this interest at my own home, what is there to recommend me for this field? Well, I believe my work speaks for itself. It is balanced, whimsical or refined as the atmosphere dictates, and the medium is artificial! I look forward to sharing tips design themes and color palettes that inspire me. Details of my life's history that are the root of my creations, and the branches, that are the fruits thereof.