Our Story.
A little about the people, the place, and the flowers that brought it all together.
If you’ve ever dreamed of slowing down, getting your hands in the dirt, and surrounding yourself with beauty — welcome. You’re in the right place.
Hi, I’m Racheal — and along with my partner Willem and our giant, lovable English Mastiff, Leo, we’ve been growing flowers and building a life here on our family farm since 2020. What started as a new chapter for me has blossomed into something far beyond what I imagined: a shared passion for flowers, community, and the land that’s been in my family for decades.
How it all began...
After years of bouncing from one place to another in search of change, I found myself drawn back to my family’s land in South Kortright, NY. What began as weekends fixing up the property quickly turned into something more — especially when a certain charming neighbor started showing up to “check on me” (a.k.a. rescue me from mud pits and repair my DIY disasters).
Willem and I had known of each other for years, but the timing had never been right — until suddenly, it was. As our relationship grew, so did our dream of turning the farm into something truly special.
Seeds to Stems.
What began with field crops — corn, soybeans, pumpkins — eventually sprouted into sunflower fields and wildflower meadows. I fell hard for flowers (and secretly, so did Will and Leo). I started small, selling mason jar bouquets from a roadside stand. Over time, our flower plots expanded, and today we grow dozens of beautiful varieties, offering fresh, seasonal blooms to our local community.
Our Roots Run Deep.
This farm is more than a business — it’s home. In the early 1980s, my parents poured their hearts (and every spare penny) into this land, purchasing over 200 acres after spotting an ad in the newspaper. They built a rustic cabin by hand, raised four blonde-haired kids to love the wild beauty of the Catskills, and created a space that still brings our family together.
Throughout the years.
I grew up here — riding horses, catching salamanders in the stream, and making memories that would shape who I am. My mother and aunt rode bareback through the fields, wild and free. My father, the ultimate workhorse, built bridges, dug ponds, planted trees, and raised a timber-frame barn that still stands strong today. Though work and life kept them anchored downstate, their hearts never left the mountains.
My Father brushogging the fields
My Mother riding 8 months pregnant with me
Where We’re Headed.
I have plenty of ideas for the future of Roses Brook Blooms. If I had my way, there would probably be flowers growing just about everywhere.
But part of what makes this property special is everything beyond the flower fields.
Much of the land remains wooded, some is hayed by a local farmer, and other areas are left for wildlife and conservation. Among it all, we've created space for rows of colorful annuals and perennials, sunflowers, a wildflower meadow, pumpkins, and a young apple and peach orchard.
Every year brings a new project, a new idea, and usually a few more flowers than we planned for.
What started as a simple roadside flower stand has become a place where people can pick their own blooms, gather with friends, celebrate special occasions, or take home something beautiful that was grown right here.
And that's the part I love most — getting to share a little piece of this place with others.
We're Glad You're Here
Whether you've stopped by the flower stand, wandered through the fields, brought home a bouquet, or simply followed along from afar, thank you for being part of our story.
We're still growing, still learning, and still dreaming about what's next.
And I hope you'll come experience a little of it for yourself.
Pumpkin Patch and Sunflowers
Swimming Pond
Corn
Wildflower Meadow
Soybean Field
Roses Brook & Swimming Hole
Apple & Peach Orchard Trees
Top of the Mountain Lookout
Fresh Water Spring
Coy Fish Ponds
Bounty from the Land
Wildlife Sightings