Becoming a Farmer-Florist: My Dilemma

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I love flowers. I love anything beautiful really. I also love art, making things, dreaming of plans and ambitions, and having things to do.  So, I am trying  going to become a farmer-florist.   I mentioned this briefly in my last post, but I hadn’t really done anything yet.

  I now have some cactus flower dahlias that I started from seed (we’ll see how they do), zinnias, and some sunflowers. It’s not much, but at least I’m starting!  However I do have a few, um… situations.

  1.  I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing!  Well, that’s not entirely true. Just have no experience, but it’s still like running through dark fog, with a dim lantern, groping my way along, hopeing I don’t fall off a cliff…
  2. Finding sturdy, reliable resources is hard!  This probably isn’t hard for everyone, but for a fourteen-year-old with no income trying to provide her own stuff for her business, this is very hard ( think $50 for books, and workshops across the country way out of my price range)
  3. I am in Florida. This is good and bad. Good because there aren’t a lot of people doing what I am trying to do down here.  Not to mention I can grow flowers year-round! This is bad for the same reasons though, I have no one to learn from, and I won’t get a break (hopefully I won’t want one though!).

In the midst of all this though, I am super excited!  There will be tons of failing, but I’m ready for it!  Even if this is not the plan God has for my life, until I know otherwise, I am doing it.

P.S. I am planning on taking a lot of pictures… as soon as I figure out how to use my camera.