Sherri

I have a rose bush that gets just one bloom at some very odd times during the year.

When my grandmother passed, and before her house was sold, we dug up one of her rose bushes, brought it back to our home, and planted it in our yard. Since then, we have moved four more times, and every time we bring this rose bush with us. Over the years, this rose bush has bloomed in February, December, and June with a single bloom—the same exact month that family members have passed away. It’s almost as if this rose bush tells us that our family members are okay.

My satisfaction is working in my yard and seeing the roses and plants that were given to me by my grandmother and other family members over the years. Not only do I find comfort in these plants, but they are a wonderful sign of life. I have the honor of helping my clients obtain their own yards with the ability to plant, entertain, and design their own landscapes. I wholeheartedly dig in with care to help my clients! These may only be yards, but they are a huge part of what makes us who we are and how we feel on a daily basis.

The same care I give to my roses is the same care I give to my clients—and I give my roses a lot of care!