Welcome to Farm Louise

Cuttin’ Flowers

Wholesale / Pop-Ups / Bouq’ Subscriptions

Serving the Upstate of South Carolina and Charleston, SC

Flowers from over yonder

We are a woman-owned, Upstate, SC farm, cultivating cut-flowers via permaculture and regenerative techniques. We offer wholesale and retail options for flora-philes across the Carolinas. We seek to develop blooms that are chemical free and funky-florist-friendy. Our flowers grow on land that has been saved from developers and is currently being restored in an ongoing native grass and wildflower project. We take pride in digging and pulling at the earth until our muscles are sore, all for (paradoxically) delicate, fleeting blooms. This farm and these flowers keep us both hard and soft, grounded and grateful, and we hope they’ll do a little of the same for you.

Our services

* Founder/Head Farmer/Flowerhead —

This is Maggie, she’s a teacher by day and also a farmer by day and don’t ask her how she pulls that off (with lots of help from her farmin’ family). She loves writing, reading, dogs, movies, and having too many interests. She’s obsessed with growing heavily curated flowers that florists and flower lovers can get excited about. She wants to bring funk, inclusivity, and a little punk to farming and empower you to buy and source local. She’d love to meet you and talk flowers anytime.

Say hi to Maggie: maggie@farmlouise.com

* The Namesake

This is Louise. She was born on a North Carolina farm in 1925. She is our maternal grandmother and guiding light. Born to sharecroppers and raised through the depression, she learned the intricacies and the hardships of farming and living off the land as pure necessity. Though her early life was full of toil, Louise found family, fruitfulness, and purpose on her own land as an adult. Her knowledge of her pastures, her livestock, and her crops knew no bounds. Her wit cooled you down like ice to a hot temple. She flitted about her garden from sun up to sun down, like she was on wings. She was always laughing, singing a tune, and playing with her grandchildren. Though she was a practical and thrifty woman, she still found time to plant flowers. We remember her always by planting a flower farm in her name. It is a plot where we hope to match her diligence and invite her spirit to visit often. Indeed, we hear her pointing us to the good work each day — in the flowers “over yonder.”