Dahlia Koko Puff and Rebecca Lynn

Hi. I’m Stephanie.

By day, I’m a full-time detective investigating child abuse cases.

By night (and weekends, and every spare minute), I grow an unreasonable number of flowers in my tiny West Seattle backyard.

Yes. It’s a contrast.

A person holding a handful of Crichton Honey and Cornel Bronze dahlias

How I Got Here

I didn’t grow up obsessed with flowers.
I grew up obsessed with Pokémon, Harry Potter, and Law & Order: SVU reruns.

I wanted to write, solve mysteries, and make the world a little more fair. I do that work now — and I love it. But it’s heavy work. The kind that seeps into everything if you don’t have something to balance it.

After 2020 — new baby, pandemic wedding, the whole world on edge — my job swallowed my identity. I thought I was fine.

I wasn’t.

Then, in 2021, the dahlias came back.

The same ones I’d planted for my 2020 wedding. They returned quietly, stubbornly, despite my neglect. Like they had something to tell me.

So I planted more.

Handful of dahlias

What Flowers Did For Me

Flowers didn’t fix my life.

They didn’t erase the darkness or make the hard things easier.

But they gave me a reset button.

They counterbalanced the ugliness with something beautiful I made with my own hands and could share.

A bouquet of ranunculus

What I Grow (And Why I Share It)

I specialize in spring and fall cut flowers — dahlias, ranunculus, tulips, peonies — grown in an urban space that should not, by all logic, produce this many blooms. A few generous neighbors (and brave family members) have donated their yards to the cause.

I sell bouquets, bulbs, tubers, and seedlings because I want you to experience that moment too — when something you planted months ago suddenly blooms and reminds you that beauty returns after darkness.

I also teach people how to grow their own. Because flowers shouldn’t stress you out. They should ground you, spark joy, and give you something to look forward to.

Mom and toddler holding tulips

Who I Am (Beyond the Flowers)

I’m a boy-mom x2. My living room regularly resembles an episode of Jackass. (Send wine.)

I believe beauty isn’t frivolous — it’s functional. It grounds overwhelmed minds, softens grief, and offers hope. Plus, flowers just make people happy.

I’m a detective who grows flowers because my life needs beauty. And I’m here to help you grow yours — whether that’s in a backyard, a balcony, or a borrowed corner of a neighbor’s yard.

A small space shouldn’t stop you. Trust me — you can fit an unreasonable number of flowers into a tiny yard.

Mom and toddler standing in front of flowerstand

Let’s Grow

If you’re exhausted, overwhelmed, or craving a little more beauty, you’re in the right place.

I send a weekly email with honest growing advice, funny stories from my chaotic life, and reminders that beauty still grows — even when life feels heavy. It’s also where you’ll hear first about what's in bloom as well as my insanely popular dahlia presale.

Think of it as your weekly reminder that something good is still growing.

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