Our story

We built our house in late 1992, and I had a long garden bed in and planted before we broke ground. I have always loved daffodils and naturalizing them around the property, like my parents had, seemed a must. So those sprays of Yellow and White dot the landscape with promise and cheerfulness.

Then came the peonies! My love affair with tulips had a set back thanks to the deer roaming the area. In fact there was so much damage it changed what I planted out and not in as pleasing a way. But as our lives changed, so did the garden. I stopped showing and breeding Smooth Fox Terriers, and needed a new outlet. Back to gardening in ernest! Gardening was something I had done with my Grandparents. I am number 6 of 7 children, and my Grandparents would pick me up from Nursery school and keep me all afternoon. We would watch birds and garden. It was just a normal life function for me as an adult. I suspect that my love of certain flowers traces back to them. The garden pond full of goldfish and the sweet peas along the fence, the Bearded Iris bed, the Peonies, the Roses my Grandparents loving attended too, and violas as ground cover everywhere.

Since fresh flowers in the house was almost a religion, I decided to start my own cutting garden. With my husband’s help I built a good sized raised bed anchored around the outside with granite boulders, and planted mostly dahlias, my first ones. My Garden Pond is the focal point of the backyard - your eyes are drawn there immediately - full of pond life and Water Lilies.