"As a flower farmer, one of the most enchanting parts of what I do is stepping into the fields in early spring, when the world is just beginning to wake from its winter rest. I walk slowly, checking on every single plant as it pokes through the soil—each one a quiet promise of what's to come. There's something deeply captivating about witnessing these first signs of life, fragile yet determined. This simple ritual grounds me. It’s not just about growing flowers; it’s about nurturing wonder, connection, and a profound respect for the rhythms of nature. These moments fuel my passion—and I hope the bouquets I create carry that same sense of awe to those who receive them." - Lucille Camp

Our story

I started growing cut flowers in March 2021 to test the water. Initially offering bouquets through social media and farmer’s market.

Growing up on a farm where there was no electricity was always fun. We were up when the roosters starts to crow. And you have to start your designated day chores, cooking rice with firewood, fetching water into a big clay water pot for drinking. making sure all the animals are fed before getting ready for school.

My grandparents would use the smell of the air and direction of the wind, the moon phase weather(i.e. rain, temperature), when is the heat will come, gauging the time to cultivate the land and the time to sow seeds.

As a child our part was to enjoy every process of farming. When my Lolo(grandfather) attached the single blade arado(plough) to the carabao, it becomes a playground for us. We used to follow the carabao pulling the plough. I would climb the carabao while my Lolo was at the back guiding it along. The chickens and birds would gather worms and any insects the plough uncovers. Then in the next few days my Lola would come with either seeds that has been soaked, transplants or cuttings, we ran towards her and helped, she will never asks but she has extra stuff for us ready because she knew we will help in the form of play. Do you know what is the best to farm as a child? RICE. Rice needs moist dirt like chocolate before it hardens. Imagine yourself bathing in a chocolate? Dive, swim, jump, roll. FUN.

When I discovered Hydrangeas at our front yard in Brantford, I realized I had uncovered my love of growing plants. It lead me to cut flowers, and into a small business I named Amalia Blooms.

My name is Lucille and why Amalia? Amalia is my beloved Lola. Whom I adored so much. Growing up we would never run out of fruits and vegetables, she was a very hard worker. Property lines are planted with bananas, mangoes, coconuts, guavas and any other tropical fruits. Trees that were taken down are planted with new. So, whenever I go Amalia blooms in me.