A Week in the Life of a Cornish Wedding Florist

Every couple I work with has their own story — and the flowers are always at the heart of it.

But behind each bouquet, bowl arrangement, or ceremony arch is a week that’s usually a mix of early mornings, muddy boots, colour, chaos, and the loveliest small rhythms of life here on the farm.

Here’s a quiet glimpse into what a “normal” week looks like for me.

Monday — The Quiet Before the Colour

I always start the week slowly. A cup of tea, the farm waking up around me, and a moment to look ahead at what’s coming. Mondays are for catching up with couples, checking timelines, and settling into the week’s palette — whatever it might be.

Some weeks I’m surrounded by soft pastels. Other weeks it’s bold, joyful colour. And some weeks it’s a bit of everything.

Tuesday — Flower Run Day

Once or twice a week, I’m in the van early, heading to the wholesaler to collect all the fresh flowers.

It’s honestly one of my favourite parts — that first look at the colours and textures for the weddings ahead.

Then it’s a bit of Tetris-loading to get everything safely in the van. Buckets, crates, rambling greens… the whole van ends up looking like a tiny travelling greenhouse.

Driving home full of flowers is the moment the week really begins.

Wednesday — Prep & Conditioning

This is the messy day.

Stems stripped, thorns removed, buckets lined up in little armies.

It’s not glamorous, but it’s the foundation that makes everything else work.

The dog usually naps in the doorway, convinced they’re supervising.

Thursday — The Making Day

My favourite day.

This is when the flowers begin to take their final shape — bouquets lined up on the bench, buttonholes tucked neatly into their trays, centrepieces slowly building character.

I always find there’s a moment mid-afternoon where everything just clicks into place and the whole studio settles into a soft hum.

Friday — Installation Day

This is when all the planning, prepping, and designing becomes real.

Each venue has its own rhythm — a barn, a church doorway, a coastal arch.

It’s lovely watching the flowers settle into the space they were designed for.

Saturday — The Wedding

Handing over the bouquet is always one of my favourite moments — that little pause where everything starts to feel real for the couple.

Once the day is underway and everything is where it needs to be, I head home with that familiar mix of tired feet and a full heart.

Sunday — Rest, Reset, and a Bit of Farm Life

Sundays are slow. A gentle reset, a bit of tidying, and the farm doing its usual thing — ducks chatting, cows grazing, the dog sleeping off a full week of “helping.”

And then on Monday, it starts again.

New couples. New colours. New stories told in flowers.

More notes from the workbench soon.