Spanish Street Gardens started with a seemingly simple discovery: the house and its property always belonged to women. From mother to daughter to granddaughter the title shows the name of the family's women. It started with Elizabeth, who came from England, after a brief stop in Australia, when her parents, already settled here, wrote to her about the area's natural beauty and opportunities to make a living in the many mines popping up. Elizabeth and her husband built our home in the 1870s and eventually left it to their daughter, Lucy. Lucy and her husband raised their daughter, Audrey, here and left the property to her.
Three generation of women. One home. And suddenly I felt connected to people I'd never met through a property I was only starting to know.
I grow the flowers here on our Spanish Street property, alongside the roses, daffodils, lilacs, and other garden bits that the women who lived here before me grew for generations. I’m slowly restoring their gardens while adding new varieties chosen specifically for cutting and arranging. The result is a mix of old and new: cottage garden charm with a more modern, effortless feel. Modern with a twist. Soft-lux.
I select the flowers, condition each stem, and design the arrangements myself. I’m obsessed with color, texture, seasonality and the little details that make life feel elevated.
If you’re looking for flowers that are local, seasonal, and bring happiness, you’re in the right place.