06/12/2026
First and foremost, thank you.
Thank you for reserving bouquets. Thank you for showing up in the pouring rain. Thank you for supporting our little family flower farm.
I can’t tell you how exciting it was to run out to the stand multiple times tonight just to restock it. After the trialing spring we’ve had, seeing so many people excited about peony season was incredibly redemptive for me. There were moments tonight & run in’s with the sweetest people that genuinely made me teary-eyed. Knowing that so many people choose to support our family, our flowers, and this dream we’ve been building means more than you’ll ever know.
With that said, I do want to address something.
Our farm stand operates entirely on an honor system. It’s the only reason something like The Bees Farmacy is able to exist. I could put security cameras everywhere. I could lock things up. I could hover over every transaction. But that’s never been the kind of experience I’ve wanted to create.
Unfortunately, multiple reserved bouquets were taken tonight without payment. Hundreds of dollars.
Not only were they unpaid for, but the worst part is that they were bouquets that had already been spoken for by customers who had preordered and were excited to pick them up. Because of that, I found myself stepping away from dinner with my family, dashing outside & digging back into the cooler, and rebuilding bouquets while trying to clean up what looked like a peony explosion across my kitchen table.
Truthfully, that’s the part that stings the most.
This little flower farm isn’t some giant business with endless inventory. Every dollar earned at our stand goes right back into the farm. Into plants, supplies, infrastructure, and the hope of continuing to grow something beautiful for this community, and honestly, just trying to still be here next year. We are still very much building this dream one single bouquet at a time.
I have pretty thick skin, and I understand that when you open something to the public, not every interaction will be positive. But having thick skin doesn’t mean pretending that things like this don’t matter.
They do.
Most importantly, I’m sorry to the customers whose reserved bouquets were affected. You trusted me with your order, and I’m grateful for your patience while I scrambled to make things right.
Moving forward, this may mean adjusting how reserved pickups work or may require me to spend more time physically at the stand during open hours— time that ultimately takes me away from my family. I’d rather not do that, which is why I hope we can continue operating the way we always have: on trust.
And finally, on the off chance someone accidentally missed the two payment signs, overlooked the bright pink cash box labeled “CASH,” and somehow wandered off with a reserved bouquet or two.. or more… please know there are no hard feelings if your conscience gets the better of you.
Feel free to stop by under the cover of darkness and slip a few dollars into the box.
I promise the peonies won’t tell me who it was.
