Red Roots Flower Farm began as the daydream of an Island girl. Born in the US, my family moved to the Mediterranean Island of Cyprus in 1984 when I was five years old. I grew up surrounded by friends who owned almond, lemon, mandarin, olive and carob orchards, banana plantations and grape vineyards. Throughout my childhood I grew up very close to the natural world, and had many opportunities to harvest grapes, lemons and olives, and pick jasmine flowers and roses from our garden, but I never imagined that farming would become an important part of my future.

Olive Grove in Cyprus

In 2004, after traveling and living all over the world from Italy to Arizona, I applied to a Master’s Program in Island Studies on Prince Edward Island, packed up my life, and moved to Atlantic Canada. I had never been to Canada before, and arrived completely unprepared for rural life and bitterly cold winters, but I have found the Island culture similar to life in Cyprus–defined by a slower pace of life, closely knit community, mutual support, strong friendships and a degree of self-sufficiency that I have come to respect and embrace.

After graduating from my Master’s program in 2008, I got a job with Raymond Loo, a local organic farmer who was redefining what farming looks like by developing new markets in Japan, and coordinating a group of farmers across the Island to grow crops to supply these markets. From the moment I pulled on my rubber boots and started planting, I was hooked. I love crunching through frost covered fields in the morning; experiencing the tactile shift of the seasons through the migration of geese overhead or the nesting of birds in the hay fields; the visual satisfaction of planting a seed and watching it germinate and turn into something that is clearly far greater than something I could have created alone; harvesting full bunches of fresh produce for market; sharing the bounty of the season with customers, and how every day is overflowing with new opportunities to learn and grow. I also like the way that farming nurtures awe, respect for the connections between things, and humility. As a Baha’i, I have always believed that work is a form of worship, and I have never felt this reality more tangibly than when I am farming.

Strawberries at Springwillow Farms

Between 2010 and 2012 I spent two years in California, where I had the opportunity to volunteer at Soil Born Farms working with urban-based children and youth who would come to the farm to learn how to plant, grow, and harvest healthy food, and hosting cooking classes for the kids in the garden to put all the fresh ingredients to good use! I also volunteered teaching childrens’ classes on weekends, and managed to integrate some planting into these classes as well.

In 2013 I started getting interested in growing flowers, and, in what seemed like a moment of random spontaneity, but what I see now was actually providence guiding me on my way, I bought a ticket to The Seasonal Bouquet workshop with Erin Benzakein of Floret Flowers and Jennie Love of Love ‘n Fresh Flowers in Philadelphia. I spent three incredible days totally immersed in the world of flowers, surrounded by farmers and florists that had a wealth of experience and knowledge, madly scribbling down notes on everything that was being said, knowing that some day it would all come in useful and make more sense than it did at the time. That first workshop was a leap of faith for me, and I left acutely aware of how much learning lay ahead of me if I was going to embrace the world of flower farming.


In the spring of 2014 I took the leap. I was working full time in culinary marketing, so my time was limited, but I sent off my seed orders, purchased seed germinating trays, heating pads and grow lights, and started 20 trays of flowers in my living room. I did not have permanent land to grow on, so I rented six 100-square-foot raised beds in a local community garden — the Legacy Garden. I also helped a local flower farmer friend (Island Meadow Farms) with her marketing, and had the invaluable opportunity to spend time on her farm learning from her knowledge and experience, and helping with her production and harvest. To my amazement, not only did my little islands of flowers grow — they thrived, and I sold weekly bouquets to a small group of friends and edible flowers to a local bakery who crystallized them to use on wedding cakes. I also harvested bunches of flowers to dry for wreaths.

Red Roots Flowers 1

In January 2015 I left my full time job, taking a handful of private marketing clients with me. I rented land on the organic farm where my farming journey began (Springwillow Farms), and did a work exchange with a local nursery for greenhouse space.


I harvested an abundance of flowers for bouquets, edible blossoms that were used at culinary events and weddings, and flowers that I dried to make flower wreaths and flower confetti off of my little 1/2 acre field.


In February 2016 I hosted my first dry flower wreath workshop in Charlottetown. It was a great success, and I have gone on to make many more wreaths since, and look forward to hosting more workshops in the future.


During the 2016 growing season I took time off to attend a second flower workshop at Floret Flower Farm and then do an internship at Field of Roses in New Zealand. While there I had the opportunity to help prep for a Collected floral design workshop with Nicole from Soil and Stem, and begin the humbling process of learning how to grow beautiful roses.

I returned home to Prince Edward Island in the spring of 2017 and decided to move my farm to an urban location to cut down on commute time and the amount of gas I was using, and grow where the majority of my customers lived. I farmed at the Mount Continuing Care Community in Charlottetown for the last two seasons I farmed commercially.

In 2018 my mother was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Having lost my father in 2014 to cancer, my mom (who was living in California on her own) needed my support. In the middle of my 2019 farming season I left to go accompany my mother on her end of life journey.

I returned to PEI in the fall of 2019, and decided that it was time to re-group. While I love and miss farming myself, it was time for a change. I have always loved telling stories, but never had much time to devote to the craft of storytelling. In the spring of 2021 I took a photography class to improve my ability to capture the beauty and bounty of PEI farmland. In the summer of 2021 I started using my writing and photography skills to help promote the inspiring flower farming community we have on Prince Edward Island. Most farmers don’t have a lot of time to capture and share what happens behind the scenes on their farms, but I know how important it is to better appreciate and value our farmers and the gift they give us all by devoting themselves to tending the earth, so I decided to focus on helping my fellow farmers to tell their stories. This past summer I visited flower farms across the islands and photographed the growers on their land for free, and provided them with the images I captured in exchange for a bucket of flowers to arrange and photograph. You can see the fruit of this project in my latest line of greeting cards, which are for sale in my shop. To help support our flower farming industry I am donating 10% of all sales from the cards to a scholarship fund to help our flower farmers interested in furthering their flower farming/floral design education to take courses that might otherwise not be accessible to them.

I have no idea where this journey will take me next, but I am grateful for all I have learned and all the opportunities I have been given along the way. I would not have accomplished any of this without the unconditional love and support of my late teacher/artist mother, Anita; my late father and incredible musician and composer, Vic, and all of the friends and customers who have helped me out and encouraged me along the way. I named my business Red Roots Flowers because it is the incredibly supportive community that I have here on Prince Edward Island that inspired me to want to farm, and has made me want to sink my roots on this little Island cradled on the waves in Atlantic Canada.