Hi flower friends! I’m so glad you’re here.

I thought I’d share a bit about myself and the evolution of Alvetta Blooms Flower Farm.

My maternal grandmother, Alvetta, passed in 2019. Watching her die absolutely changed my life. She was surrounded by her loved ones as she passed away after battling a host of health issues. The peace and comfort I felt emanating from her in her final days is still indescribable. It gives me chills when I think about it. In life she was an incredible woman, having lived through many adversities without one single complaint. She was always so happy I never knew until she died all the hardships she endured. In death she’s become my muse, my inspiration, my ‘why’ behind ABFF.

I knew in my heart I wanted to honor my grandma’s memory, and spread joy, cheer, kindness, and beauty into the world, just as she had done with her life. That’s when the seed for ABFF was planted. One day a light bulb went off - flowers were the perfect figurative representation of my grandmother. Spurred on by the sudden inspiration, I immediately proceeded to buy 200+ ranunculus corms, even though I had ZERO flower farming experience. I eventually cancelled my order once I realized that I had literally no idea what I was doing. But I didn’t let that stop me! I buckled down and I learned, I watched tutorials, I read blogs and books, I purchased a regenerative gardening course, and I taught myself how to grow flowers on a large scale. I bought seeds and dirt and compost and roped my husband into expanding our garden and the rest is history…or so I thought.

Then something else happened that changed my life. I went to a local craft show and distinctly remember stopping at a booth packed FULL of preserved florals, everything from earrings, to pendants, to artwork. It was poignantly meaningful to me, discovering the fact that you can preserve, forever, flowers and your memories in resin. I went home and started making all the dried floral resin things and haven’t looked back.

Fast forward to today and ABFF is way more than just a flower farm. I’m preserving wedding bouquets and memorial flowers in resin, as well as my own garden-grown flowers, and my heart couldn’t be happier. I can feel my grandma’s approval in the sweet bumble bees that visit me in the garden, in the warm sunshine that encourages my flowers bloom, in the floral preservations that represent so much more than flowers. The preservations reflect the seasons of human life, encapsulating our most wonderful, and also our most difficult days. This, ladies and gentlemen, THIS is it. This is what ABFF was always supposed to be. A tribute to life, an ode to death, and a celebration of everything in between. I feel that in my bones.

All the flower love, Elizabeth Alvetta