Wholehearted Blooms, Inc.

Wholehearted Blooms, Inc. West Sacramento urban boutique flower farm My growing practices are rooted in sustainability and I’m really looking forward to getting involved in my community.

After becoming an empty nester and a really long 5 year journey with breast cancer, I decided to follow my dreams and give flower farming all my time and energy. I grow flowers and herbs and sell them on my farm every Saturday. This is my second year farming so I’m still trying to figure it all out. I will be offering u-picks and weekly bouquet subscriptions at some point. Nothing excites me more than providing locally grown flowers for those special events and moments in your life.

Thank you for all the support on my last post about cancer.I would never say cancer was a gift.  It was more like a thie...
06/06/2026

Thank you for all the support on my last post about cancer.

I would never say cancer was a gift. It was more like a thief, but it did leave behind some valuable lessons and epiphanies. Maybe I’ll write a more uplifting post on that someday.

One of them was the heightened awareness I have now of how little time on this planet I have, and just how precious it is.

So I did what any rational person having an existential crisis would do, I became a flower farmer.

I dove in so deep I almost drowned in w**ds, exhaustion, and poor business decisions, but the life that’s unfolding now suits me just fine.

This week was packed with things I never would have done if I’d played it safe.

The only reason I can tell you what happened is because my camera roll keeps better records than my brain. Take a look. By my standards, it was a darn good week.

5/25/26 - 5/31/26

This week was a doozy.  Not because anything dramatic happened on my little urban flower farm, but because it was scan w...
06/03/2026

This week was a doozy. Not because anything dramatic happened on my little urban flower farm, but because it was scan week and oncologist appointment week.

Early June will mark 10 years out from my breast cancer diagnosis. Ten years.

Since I currently have nothing to sell and this flower farm account occasionally doubles as my personal diary, I thought I’d share 10 realities of survivorship. They’re more common than people realize, but they often stay hidden behind the words, “I’m doing fine.”

1. I can be deeply grateful to be alive and still grieve the person I was before cancer.

2. I can trace my life to a single dividing line. Cancer didn’t just change it, it split it in two: the Julie before, and the Julie after.

3. I can be hopeful about the future and terrified it will come back. Living between these two emotions is exhausting.

3. I can accept what happened and still be angry that cancer changed my body, my brain, and my life forever.

4. I can look fine on the outside and still be struggling on the inside. Pretending I’m okay is often easier than making other people uncomfortable.

5. I can be surrounded by people who love me and still feel lonely. Survivorship can be an isolating place to live.

6. I can be years past treatment and still carry the effects of cancer every day. Medical trauma is real.

7. I can be fully engaged in life and still think about death. Cancer has a way of permanently changing your relationship with mortality.

8. I can work, laugh, and show up for life while still trying to figure out who I am now. The loss of identity after cancer is real.

9. I can be healed and still healing. Cancer may be in my past, but its impact is woven into my present.

10. I can carry all of this and function like nothing happened. Some days that feels like the hardest part of all.

When you see strong, resilient, healed, and fine, what you don’t see is the fear, PTSD, medical trauma, exhaustion, and the physical, emotional, and mental toll that never fully leaves.


Well, I’m back.I took a little hiatus from the Online Circus.  I needed a little time off to focus on my mental health. ...
05/30/2026

Well, I’m back.

I took a little hiatus from the Online Circus. I needed a little time off to focus on my mental health. Somehow that journey always seems to circle back to something related to cancer.

My 10 year cancerversary is coming up and while I wish the trauma of it all was behind me, I’m slowly learning that it does’t work that way. Some experiences become part of your story whether you want them to or not. I’m trying less to outrun it and more to make peace with it.

The highlight of this week was, as always, spending time with the Rive City High School Garden Club.

We had a work day on Saturday and Wednesday we harvested flowers and made bouquets for a fund raiser.

At this point, bouquet making is almost second nature to them. They don’t overthink it nearly as much as I do and they always turn out beautiful. There may be a lesson in the somewhere :)

Well, I’m back.I took a little hiatus from posting.  I chose to focus on my mental health and am so grateful I am able t...
05/29/2026

Well, I’m back.

I took a little hiatus from posting.  I chose to focus on my mental health and am so grateful I am able to do that. Somehow, that journey always seems to circle back to something related to cancer.
My 10-year cancerversary is coming up, and while I wish the trauma of it all was behind me, I’m learning that it doesn’t work that way. Some experiences become part of your story. These days, I’m trying less to outrun it and more to make peace with it.

The highlight of this week, as always, was spending time with the River City High School Garden Club.

The students harvested flowers and made bouquets for a fundraiser.

At this point, bouquet making is almost second nature to them. They don’t overthink it nearly as much as I do, and they always turn out beautiful. There may be a lesson in that somewhere.

The dahlias are finally in the ground. Goal date:  April 1st (wishful thinking)Actual date:  May 6th (oh well)Final coun...
05/14/2026

The dahlias are finally in the ground.

Goal date: April 1st (wishful thinking)

Actual date: May 6th (oh well)

Final count: 299 (all in my front yard)

The varieties are pretty random this year. I couldn’t take them all from old farm so I chose my favorites. Some tubers worked overtime when I took cuttings from them while others barely gave me anything. In the end, Mother Nature decided which varieties I’d have plenty of and which ones would be scarce this year.

Now onto fertilizer plans, pest plans and trying to keep them alive through the heat and whatever else decides to show up.

Needless to say, I’m just thrilled they’re finally planted. The wild ride officially begins.

The plan was simple,  ranunculus + veggies through March and April.Then March went full summer, April forgot what season...
04/27/2026

The plan was simple, ranunculus + veggies through March and April.

Then March went full summer, April forgot what season it was, and just like that our plans evaporated into thin air.

The ranunculus said “I’m out” when the heat wave came, the snap peas and lettuce are done, but now the fennel and kale are having their moment.

The problem: we have no way to sell it.
�Jenny has grown the most beautiful kale I’ve ever seen. It’s so big, it belongs in a flower bucket.

So we need your help.

If you’re a juicer, know a juicer, or just want to eat a lot of kale for a while, we’ve got you covered. We just can’t sell one bunch at a time so if you’ve got ideas, people, or connections, please send them to [email protected].

Details:

Kale (2 kinds) curly and lacinato: $3.00 per bunch, available all summer.
Fennel: $4.00 each, limited time only.

Farming is never simple even though we talked ourselves into thinking our plan was.

As my front yard farm is in transitioning from ranunculus to dahlias, my back yard farm is finally bursting.  Today I ha...
04/26/2026

As my front yard farm is in transitioning from ranunculus to dahlias, my back yard farm is finally bursting.

Today I harvested the first flush of strawflower.
Their papery petals, endless color and the fact that they can be used fresh or dried makes them one of my favorites.

Busy looks different these days.  Slower, smaller and honestly it feels pretty good.  This feels more like a hobby now, ...
04/22/2026

Busy looks different these days. Slower, smaller and honestly it feels pretty good. This feels more like a hobby now, and most days I’m good with that but I can’t help wondering what year five might’ve looked like if I’d kept going.

So now that the “big farm” idea isn’t happening, I’ll continue to lean into small-space growing and giving my time around town. That’s what I really love. This week I helped a local farmer out as well as the high school garden club. I’m grateful to be in a place to do this so maybe retiring the whole “I failed at farming” storyline needs to happen sooner rather than later.

I went back to the old farm this week which was equal parts hard and oddly good. The sweet peas were thriving and ridiculously beautiful. It was one of those quiet reminders that nature doesn’t need us nearly as much as we think she does. The w**ds are massive and it’s basically unrecognizable. Nothing’s been built yet, which somehow stings more than a high-rise ever would. It’s just sitting there, abandoned and sad. Funny how residents get fined for w**ds, but this plot gets a free pass.

After giving the dahlias and mums the attention they needed, I slipped out of town for a bit and landed in Arizona. The highlight was going to the Arizona-Sonoran Desert Museum. If there’s sun, plants, and something new to learn, that’s exactly where I’ll be.

This season, I’m growing a smaller, more intentional mix of flowers.  With less space, I’m learning to grow only what I ...
04/22/2026

This season, I’m growing a smaller, more intentional mix of flowers. With less space, I’m learning to grow only what I truly have the time, room and energy for. Turns out, that kind of discipline hits hardest when my heart still wants all the flowers.

One of the toughest plants for me to let go of was sweet peas. My grandparents grew them, my mom still does… and not growing them myself felt like breaking a quiet family tradition.

Then out of the blue last week someone next to the old farm sent me a photo of thriving sweet peas. I couldn’t believe it because after all they’re a little fussy and surely the March heat would have ended them.

Eventually I decided to check it out for myself and drove over to my old farm. And there they were, growing wild among the now massive w**ds where I had tossed them years ago.

So in the end, I got my sweet peas …. one small, perfect, fragrant bouquet, and that is enough.

Groundhog Day over here… just me, dahlias, and mums still hanging out. Saying goodbye to the ranunculus for the season w...
04/15/2026

Groundhog Day over here… just me, dahlias, and mums still hanging out.

Saying goodbye to the ranunculus for the season was hard. Even though the March heat pushed them to open too quickly, I’ve still been able to enjoy them a little longer by leaving them in place.

The dahlias are on a deadline (May 1 is coming in hot), the mums are a little more forgiving… which is great because their new home is still a work in progress as I continue to w**d and work the soil.

A full blown crisis required me to drop every on Saturday. Powdery mildew decided to make an early appearance in the propagation room which was a first for me. I’ve never had it inside before. Turns out warm air, crowded plants, and me getting a little too casual with the dehumidifier created the perfect little fungus party.

So I hauled 200+ plants outside, snipped of any evidence of disease, gave everyone some breathing room, and brought out the antifungal. Not my favorite activity, but neither is letting mildew take over my life.

Am I a little paranoid now? Absolutely. This stuff doesn’t leave so easily. But for now, I did the best I could and I will just have to wait and see.

I’ll be so happy when they’re finally in the ground.

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West Sacramento, CA
95691

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