Flowers that feel hand‑gathered, not arranged.

It began with a backyard cutting garden.

Wren & Willow grew out of a single raised bed behind a Southeast Portland bungalow, planted the spring our founder traded a marketing desk for a pair of secateurs. What started as bunches left on neighbours' porches became a studio, a market stall, and a small circle of growers we now consider family.

Eleven seasons on, we still work the way we did then — with whatever is honestly in bloom that week, arranged loose and a little wild, the way it grows. No dyed carnations, no out‑of‑season imports flown halfway around the world. Just good, seasonal flowers, tended by hand.