the calm after the storm.

Source: via Lamisa on Pinterest


4:30pm: Reveling in the peacefulness of the post-holiday hush.

Our second Mother’s Day as blossoming florists is in our rearview this afternoon. The phones have finally stopped ringing, all the deliveries are in the hands of moms and grandmas and other special ladies all around town, and we’re waiting on the last few pick-up orders to be claimed so we can officially put this baby to bed.

It’s so quiet around here. Funny to think that, just a few hours ago, the shop was in a state of {controlled} chaos as we finished arrangements, routed delivery vans, and made last-minute adjustments to orders. Holiday weeks always come in like a lion and go out like a lamb.

It’s been a long week of managing inventory, designing until my fingers want to fall off, working late, handling customers, cleaning flowers, running deliveries, and maintaining a schedule for our staff to keep us on track. I ate a lot of cupcakes.

It can feel like a pressure cooker in here when we’re filling hundreds of orders at a time for such a special day. It’s stressful and hectic. Nerves are frayed and patience gets worn thin. You want to ring your grumpy husband’s neck a time or two {and he’d love to ring yours, too}. But I love every ridiculous, frenetic moment of it. I’m thankful for every call, every satisfied customer, and every happy mother whose day was brightened because of our hard work.

I’m a lucky girl to do something I love with people I love.

Happy Mother’s Day, ya’ll!

Author: Keira Lennox

I'm a small town lady from the sunshine state with an affinity for bookstores, beauty counters and unfussy style. I spend my days running my flower shop, and my nights blogging about what I love and what I wear. (Or watching Netflix and drinking wine.)

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