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About armeta florals

Nearly nine years ago, I started on my path toward loving and honoring the land. My prompt for the journey was a sweet and special song — the song of the flowers. 

All around the Southeastern United States, in the Vermont mountains, and along the Detroit river, I heard flowers singing. Their songs were subtle and varied, familar and divine, reflecting the music of my heart.

The flower song was mirror. And in those tones I was held — in touching my joy, my grief, my magic, and my spirits. I listened and was led. I watched them and carried them and gathered their seeds. They kept bringing the song to me, And now I sing with them. That music I make with the flowers led me to stewarding land for life, and to starting armeta florals

Armeta is my great-grandmother, Sylvia Armeta Payne. This project holds her name because hers was the first spirit voice to be clarified with support from the flower song. This project is for Sylvia Armeta and all the dead of my lineage, especially the mothers.  

Through armeta florals, I’m offering cut flowers and the parts to grow them — seeds, tubers, corms, and bulbs  — for the people. The beauty, songs, and stories of the flowers have something to show all of us, especially me and especially you. 

armeta florals is something like a vase — a container to share in the beauty of the flowers, and a channel for sharing reflections on growing in ceremony, for the ancestors, in the Southeast.  

Thank you for meeting me here. 


All this, from Daria, with lots of love
Sylvia Armeta Payne, a mother of my lineage
Pearlie Mae Tatum, a mother of my  lineage
Joy Bailey Dockery, a mother of my lineage, and a friend
Me, their baby, listening to a leaf
Their baby again, held in plants