Grown with intention, harvested at their peak.
We believe that all flourishing is mutual.
So, intentionally, we are growing our flowers slowly and for sale locally.
We choose to celebrate each season and carefully select our plants for both beauty and ecosystem benefit. We plant for texture, wildness, and beauty that doesn't try too hard.
Every stem is grown without synthetic inputs and harvested by hand.
White Dog Flowers is a family operation where everything is supervised by Jimmie our big, white farm dog.
There are a few ways to bring the field home.
Our first season’s offerings run from early spring all the way through to autumn.
All of our flowers are available for pickup at the farm or at Chin Chin in Creemore and for all other flowers you’re invited to visit our Farm Stand.
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Week of blooms cut them at their peak — impossibly full and fragrant — and set aside, just for you.
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Weekly bouquets or buckets ordered by you and ready for pick up in Creemore each week.
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Every weekend we'll put out whatever remains in a first come, first served format in the stand at the side of the road.
Field to Hand.
All of our flowers are grown on our farm and cut fresh each week throughout the season.
Orders are filled based on what the field is producing — availability shifts with the weather, the soil, and the rhythm of the year.
Pickup is available from our property near Honeywood, Ontario or on Friday evenings in Creemore. Any surplus from the fields will be sold in our first come, first served farm stand.
Our Native Collection.
Alongside the cutting garden, we are building a permanent collection of native perennials — species that belong to this particular stretch of Ontario's Headwaters. Echinacea, rudbeckia, native asters, goldenrods, and others that have grown in this soil for thousands of years before we arrived. They feed the right insects, strengthen the right root systems, and are naturally evolved to survive here.
Growing them is, for us, a form of repair.
Each season, the collection expands and each season, the field becomes a little more like what it was meant to be.
