Our Story

Hello, my name is Morgan Anderson. My husband, David, and I are the owners of Flourish Flower Farm in Hazel Green, AL. We first started Flourish in 2022, but it has been a dream of mine for quite some time. For so long I viewed it as something I would hopefully be able to do one day in the future, but in recent years, with a lot of encouragement from my husband, learning from other flower farmers, and many blessings from God, we are working to make it a reality.

Flourish is a small but mighty organic farm specializing in unique cutting flowers for bouquets and larger arrangements. We also grow some fruits and vegetables. My favorite place to be is out in our field, working in God’s beautiful creation; it makes me weepy just thinking about it. I love to share what we have grown with others. There is something so special about nurturing a plant from seed to harvest and then finally being able to share that flower with our customers and bring a smile to their face, there’s few better feelings than that. 

I remember when I was a little girl my granny had the prettiest flower beds, I loved going to her house and seeing all the pretty blooms in spring and summer. My favorite flower she had for many years was gladiolus. She had a big grouping of them on the east side of her front flower bed, they were tall sword-like flowers that had multiple blooms on one stem and came in many different colors. When it was time for mom to pick me up, granny would let me pick a few to take home then she would wrap their stems with a wet paper towel for the ride home. The act of giving someone flowers is a gift for both the giver and the receiver that goes far beyond the life of the flowers. People remember acts of love.

 How the name Flourish came to be -

Giving something a name makes it feel more real. I wanted to give my flower dream a name that was meaningful and glorified God. I had been praying about this for a little while; I had a few ideas in my head but nothing I felt great about. One sunny morning I was sitting in front of the big windows in my living room, this was when I was in college and still living at my parents house. I often sat in front of these windows so that I could look out at the field across from our house, all you could see was field and sky and nothing between them. While I was doing my devotion and prayer time I read Isaiah 55:10-11, at that time my bible was NIV and it translates these verses as:

“As the rain and snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it. “

I love this illustration that Isaiah uses of the rain having purpose in watering the earth providing nutrients to it so that it can then provide physical nutrients for us. Just as God’s word has meaning, purpose, and promise. He is intentional with everything He says and does. His word provides spiritual and emotional support for us. It gives hope, peace, and joy, and provides contentment where we are despite our circumstances. 

Obviously, when I was reading this verse I had flowers on my mind and I particularly liked that part that said “making it bud and flourish”. So, I looked up the definition for the word flourish and it said: 

flour.ish   verb 

(of a person, animal, or other living organism) to grow or develop in a healthy or vigorous way, especially as the result of a particularly favorable environment 

After reading the definition, I thought “Yes! This is it. It came from God’s word and it ties in well with flowers” Little did I know a few years later that name would have even more meaning after some emotional devastation from my first nursing job.

Anyway, that’s what we are doing here at Flourish Flower Farm, creating a favorable environment for both the flowers and the people involved in the process. A place for growth in more ways than one. 

With much love,

Morgan