At the beginning…

Lots of people ask me how I decided to be a florist. Where it all begin….

I had a very fortunate childhood – all my holidays I spend at my lovely grandma’s village. Forest, lake, field, river – we had it all. So I started to love nature from a very beginning. I could see a beauty in pine cone, birch bark or mossy stone. Even now in my work you will spot little pieces of my village….

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