Five miles outside town, tucked off a county road, sits Darlage Greenhouse — a place that looks like a modest roadside stop but functions like Seymour’s hidden headquarters for landscaping.

Walk in, and you’ll find flat-beds of annuals, rows of perennials, and seasonal plants stacked four feet high. Darlage isn’t a destination for tourists; it’s a destination for people who know exactly what they want. The strategy is straightforward: open early, stock deep, and disappear once the season ends.

What makes Darlage interesting from an IBE angle is how it dodges the usual “big box vs. independent” narrative. It doesn’t compete on price or convenience; it competes on depth and readiness. They’re not open 24-hours, but they’re open when the first spring sun hits, and that’s enough. For Seymour’s yards, Darlage is the quiet designer behind the scenes — no billboard, no web campaigns, just dirt-smudged pickup trucks pulling in with a list in hand.