WestWard in Flower Magazine + A Year Subscription Give-Away

20150626-063842.jpg Very excited to report that our beloved WestWard is featured in the current issue of flower magazine. Our dining table that we bring out on the deck for the season made the cover, which tickled me to no end. The hydrangea a gift from our friend Peg from her yard. Shot last Summer by the incredibly talented Australian photographer Claire Takacs, she captured the relaxed easy spirit of our week-end home. It was an incredibly beautiful sunny & hot Summer day, with Bailey in heaven with all the activity of a photo shoot. Issues arrived yesterday at both shops, with both stacks almost depleted within the day. More are on the way. Click here for a little taste of the article. Flower magazine has become one of my new favorite publications. It fuels my love of flowers in many forms. We will be carrying the magazine now at Watson Kennedy, beyond this issue. I think it has found a happy home.

To spread the flower love, I would like to give-away 5 subscriptions to the magazine for a year. Leave a comment with your favorite flower, and a description of why you love it. Lengthy or not. Short and sweet is fine too. Next Friday I will choose the 5. Get creative. I love the idea of reading about your favorite blooms.


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  1. Gosh, name just one favorite flower!?! It is a complete toss up between gardenias, peonies and hydrangeas. I miss all my lovely flowers, as here in our neighborhood they are all deer candy. Now that the hail storms seem to have passed, I am off this weekend to gather up a few hydrangea plants and will put them in pots where the deer cannot get to them. Gardenias because of their sweet scent that reminds me of my bridal bouquet, peonies for their full, long lasting blossoms and hydrangeas that remind me of my former Atlanta home and sharing their abundance with neighors.

  2. Elizabeth Whitfield

    My absolute favorite flower is Lily of the Valley, and not just because of its sweet scent, delicate flowers, or lush green leaves. 9 decades ago, my grandmother transplanted some Lily of the Valley bulbs from her grandmother’s garden. At just 10 years old, my grandmother knew that these were special flowers. Every time her family moved homes, she dug up the bulbs and brought them with her. Years later, my grandmother went through a tough divorce and had to uproot her family. One of my mother’s core life memories includes digging up the Lily of the Valley bulbs in the winter as they prepared to relocate to Walla Walla, WA. These became my mother’s favorite flowers as well and she made sure to plant them in all of her gardens. When I bought my first home, I transplanted some of my mother’s bulbs (the same ones that had spread from my grandmother’s gardens). They are a part of our family and so special!! I love when they poke up as a first sign of spring, and I look forward to my home radiating their scent when I place small bouquets throughout my home!

  3. I have so many favorites but today it’s the Sweet Pea. Every year I plant them in February and wait patiently for them to grow and bloom. Once cut, they fill the entire house with a wonderful scent and look beautiful doing it. They seem so old fashioned and elegant. What’s not to love?

  4. I love the jaunty charm of zinnias. Their bold color, and subtle striations work with a variety of decors. I especially love them because they bloom all summer and my cats won’t eat them!

  5. I have huge affection for all the flowers which grow in my gardens, but one in particular brings me such joy that it’s a natural for this question. As much as I love the blooms of spring, it’s the fall garden that is my favorite. And amongst all those vibrant sages, salvias, and lantanas which are bursting forth with the expected autumn color is the softly radiant “Pink Sheffield” dendranthema. Mine blooms in late October when most all else has past and it defines the last hurrah of the perennial garden for me. The color starts off as a glowing apricot and gently fades into the softest, worn pink. But the real reason I love this plant so passionately is that my last photograph of my beloved Berkley-boy, my little Westie who died last October and was my constant garden companion, is him walking through a clump of Pink Sheffield which perfectly matches his ears. I wish I could figure out how to attach the photo to this comment.

  6. Becky deVries-Wong

    Daffodil! Memories of my grandparents lane carpeted with daffodils. Such a beautiful happy site. My grandmother would take me out to pick arm fulls of them and then we would bring them back and put them in glasses with different colored water (food coloring drops had been added) as they drank, their edges would show the color of the water they were drinking. It was like magic. Memories of Grandma, time spent and beauty.

  7. Ted, what a gracious table, who wouldn’t want to have a meal with family and friends at this table, laughter drifting in the wind? I love Flower magazine, it’s a stellar publication. My very favorite flower has to be the rose. It’s one of the oldest roses, and the very thought of it evokes all the romance of days past. The old fashioned English roses have my heart, with their ruffled petals and evocative scents.

  8. Sunflowers. Without a doubt my first go to flower. But I also love daisies and coneflowers and…and….and. 😉 I’m a pessimist by nature so I find it interesting that I love “happy” flowers!

    Many months ago my guy went to the library and surprised me by bringing back your book. He said “this book reminded me of you and is filled with all kinds of things you love.” He’s a wise man and he was right! I loved all of your treasures. Thanks for making it happen and making me smile with the things that you love that I love too!

    But do me a favor? If I win a subscription would you send it to a nursing home nearby you or some such other place? I can buy flowers or walk around my lovely yard and see them. I’d like someone who doesn’t have that to be able to look at flowers and dream about them through the pages of the magazine.

    Thanks for being you!


  9. The first row of our garden happens to always be zinnias. We love their many colors, easy growing habits, and the fact that they give us the seeds for next years flowers. A bouquet is picked every morning fresh for the table. If friends need flowers, we have them to be shared for every occasion. I would love to have flower magazine just to read about the workhorse of our garden, Zinnias.

  10. I have a special place in my heart for peonies…they were my mother’s favorite flower, too. Their season is short but luckily hers was long – although never long enough.

  11. Without a doubt, the hydrangea. Just the lady in blue in the shade of the summer garden…always ready to grace the table or live out her days well into fall on the branch. I love how each one fades to a papery shadow of itself as if simply slipping away without ado. And then no sooner are the branches trimmed in the winter, the life-force is renewed and the show starts warming up again.

  12. My favorite flower is usually whichever one I’m looking at! One of my promises to myself when I was young was that when I could afford it I would always have fresh flowers in my house. Now I grow some and buy some, but I have kept my promise! I do have an abiding love for the scented flowers of my childhood summers in the midwest: rose, iris, peony, and lilac. But I will narrow it down, for today, and say that my favorite flower is the Peace rose that is growing off the patio at my late aunt’s house in Seattle that I have now. It survived for years shaded by a Douglas fir and is ragged and spindly but blooming away under a brilliant blue sky. It reminds me of the past and lets me look forward to the future. And it has the requisite floral attributes of fragrance and beauty in full measure!

  13. Congratulations…..you deserve to be on the front cover of the magazine. Your daily emails are my evening dessert!

  14. Cheryl McCrite

    I’m new to your blog and love it! My favorite flower is a white mountain lily for the fragrance….missing in so many flowers these days. A full bouquet of all white lily’s makes the whole house smell fabulous!

  15. My favorite flower is the azalea. Here in Houston ,in spring,we have an azalea trail of homes and gardens.the colors are white,light pink and a purple . Houston is at its best during this time !

  16. Tough choice! Peonies would have to the winners if required to choose just one. Tulips right behind. Those happy balloons light up everyone’s faces.

  17. I live on Chincoteague Island off the coast of Virginia where the wild ponies roam free and the living is easy. My husband and I own a 10o year old oysterman’s cottage and we planted our garden from scratch. We had magnificent black hollyhocks our first season here and I have loved them ever since. So much so that when we opened our home decor shop earlier this year, we named it Hollyhocks on Main. I like to think we are the baby sister of your shop in Seattle and aspire to have a similar enjoyment of all things beautiful and share them with our customers. In fact, I carry your book, Style & Simplicity, to help inspire them!

  18. Mary Ann LaRose

    I must say my favorite flower of all is the rose. It is so simple in its beauty, but so detailed and awe inspiring at the same time. It will always conjure memories of my childhood, helping my Mother prune, and then snip in the Spring our favorite blooms, filling the house with their beauty. Sometimes they are so fragrant you could swear they were edible! My favorite of all roses is the Princess Diana. Striking, beautiful pink tinted blooms, a constant reminder of the People’s Princess.

  19. I love the sweet pea flowers. Sweet, floral with a touch of spice. Colors that are vibrant, muted, or old fashioned pastels. Part of their charm is they are truly seasonal. I love the way the vines dry out when done blooming, a golden wreath of sweet pea vines is an added bonus .

  20. I have been a lover of all flowers since I was a little girl. From the time I was 6 or 7 I would take clippings and “starts” from the flowers i would find on my grandmas Midwestern farm. Fast forward a few years to when I married and moved into my own home…my grandma divided her beloved peony garden and gave me roots of each color. My children are all grown and I have since moved to another home. Yes, I dug my grandmothers peonies and took them with me! Mine is a cherished garden of family starts and new additions, but I am certain that when each of my kids get their first home they will each have a treasured start from their great grandmothers peonies. The beauty of the peony easily makes it a favorite for many of us but the family history of “passing down” makes this wonderful, hardy beauty the grand dame in my garden. Thanks for the chance to share!

  21. The peonies passed from my grandmothers garden to my grandmother, my mother, and now me are my treasure. YES…each of my children will get starts from mine when they get homes.

  22. Mary Ann LaRose

    My favorite flower is the rose. It is so beautiful in its simplicity, while awe inspiring in its detail. It will always remind me of my childhood, in the garden with my Mother pruning, and then bringing in the beautiful blossoms in the Spring. Sacramento is a rose lover’s haven and I have grown so many varieties over the years. My favorite, however, is the Princess Diana. Beautiful fragrance and heavenly pink tinged blooms.

  23. Mary Ann fuller

    In Florida, going out into our yard with my shears after the meal prep is complete, it is a pleasure to take cuttings of our everyday flowers, grasses, leaves & herbs to form a beautiful palate on our table to enhance a warm summer evening supper to share with friends and family. Birds of Paradise can always perform as the center of any arrangement, no matter how simple or stylish.

  24. I adore tulips. They remind me of friends near and far.

  25. theresa scherer

    Ranunculus because they look so soft and delicate, like crepe paper, and the petals go on and on soft and billowy. Love them in white to the softest shade of blush pink… oh so romantic.

  26. Linda O'Neill.

    In bold letters over the doorway into my garden read “Come into my garden, I want my roses to meet you.” I found this quote in one of my magazines and it was so wonderful because I had planted the most spectacular roses. I loved these roses–the color the smell. And then we moved. I was heartbroken but consoled by the fact we were moving to Kauai. They call this the garden isle and for good reasons. There are beautiful flowers. But they’re really big (which is sometimes good sometimes not so good) and often don’t have much of a scent or don’t last too long in doors. EXCEPT FOR ORCHIDS. Everybody grows orchids here (except me) and they are fabulous. Every color you could want. They come itty bitty to gargantuan. There’s something for everyone. And they go with everything. I have orchids here, there, everywhere. I LOVE my orchids. I still love roses and will attempt to grow them again but my heart now belongs to orchids.

  27. I live in Omaha, Nebraska. Our winters are brutal. Spring,Summer and Fall are our reason for staying here! Each season brings us a new miracle to behold! Spring peonies and lupine, summer old fashioned zinnias and Fall rewards us with gorgeous colors! My favorite flowers are anything that doesn’t resemble snow!

  28. So many favorite flowers, of course, but if I really had to choose, it would be lilies of the valley. They grew in profusion in the backyard of the apartment building my husband and I lived in when we were young newlyweds. I remember and love how just four or five springs in a small crystal vase (heirloom) would scent our entire 800 SF apartment. So much power in those little beauties! I would love to plants some in the side yard and let them completely take over, but alas, they are highly poisonous to kitties — and I have three Maine Coons who love to snoop around the backyard under my watchful eye, and lilies would preclude that fun activity. Anyway, I moved to Seattle from Denver last year and must say I love that any flower I plant not just survives but thrives here. It’s such a glorious novelty to plant something and not have it immediately give up the will to live, as did literally every plant and flower I planted in Denver.

  29. Congrats! On your debut in Flower magazine!! I must get a copy when I arrive back in the States.
    Such a difficult question for me to answer, as there are so many favorites especially this time of year. Should it be the glorious full bodied peony, known to be the “Dolly Parton” of the flower kingdom. Full of song and beauty. Or perhaps the sweet pea, powerful in scent and coloring. A true old fashioned flower that pulls at my heart as it reminds me of my grandmothers and their determination while gardening through some harsh conditions. I believe I have narrowed it down to the Zinnia! Coming from sturdy stock, seed to soil connection giving gardeners a “sure thing” in the flower garden. A true performer as the more you cut the more blooms you are given. Bright and colorful with many various petal formations. Cannot wait to arrive home and see how my flower cutting garden is growing with my fondest favorites.
    All the best
    Sharon @ Zoe’s Front Porch

  30. Hello,

    In the beginning I must say that I love all flowers. Some of my favorites are the pale roses my mother would float in a bowl on the dining and coffee tables. The flower that tops my list is one that I find plays a “magical” role in my life. When I was very young my English Grandmother taught me about fairies. She explained that if you held a tiny fairy flower against your cheek and saw its glow reflected on your skin, that was your flower fairy . Throughout the season we would test the small creek flowers like the blue forget-me-nots and white wood sorrel. My Grandmother knew her flower fairy was the ‘Buttercup Fairy’. It seemed like it took forever to find mine. There were many days of tea parties by the creek and much flower testing. Early in the spring one year, I went with my Grandmother to visit some friends and I was out wandering a small ravine searching for a creek. I came across several patches of wild violets. I picked one tiny flower and ran all the way back to the house certain it was my fairy’s flower even before I held it up to my cheek and received confirmation from my Grandmother that it was indeed casting a violet glow.
    To this day, whenever I see wild violets in gardens, lawns or even art, a feeling starts in my heart and comes out my mouth as “Ohh!” and I am immediately drawn back in time to my early flower fairy days.
    My husband and I both retired from many years of teaching in southern Washington – math(me) and science(him) and downsized to a small cottage on Camano Island. He loves our new home because it has a garage to house his boat and a small shop for his tools. I love our home because the front steps, that are built from repurposed cement material, are overgrown with wild violets.
    I couldn’t figure out how to post a picture with my comment. They aren’t in bloom this time of the year but their foliage still looks fabulous.

    Thank you Ted, for being such an artistic source of inspiration for my husband and me.

    Congratulations to both you and your partner regarding this weeks “LOVE” new : )


  31. Last word should be “news” not new.

  32. Pale colored roses, of the David Austin type, or peonies, so rich and full and fragrant you can taste them in the back of your mouth, like a luscious juicy white peach.

  33. Choosing a favorite flower is a bit like asking me to choose a favorite food, or artist, or child. I love different flowers for different reasons. The first daffodil of spring. The lush unbelievable beauty of a peony, or the depth of the scent of the perfect rose. I love them all! I do always fall for delphiniums though. Their statuesque beauty and color is unmatched in the garden. And they look mighty beautiful among all my other favorites.

  34. Dahlias are my favorite flower. The way they dance and sway in the slightest breeze, beckoning to passerby…the variety of shape and hue and petal style and foliage. They have so much personality. I still miss the dahlia farm in South King County (Connell’s?) – row after row of different varietals.

  35. Peony, quiet beauty, sits in repose
    She is the favorite everyone knows
    So rare and fleeting, she marks the season
    The advent of summertime is her true reason
    To celebrate the moment
    To live in the now
    The beautiful fragility
    Peony shows how

  36. Peony, quiet beauty sits in repose
    She is the favorite everyone knows
    So rare and fleeting, she marks the season
    The advent of summertime is her true reason
    To celebrate the moment
    To live in the now
    The beautiful fragility
    Peony shows how

  37. White bearded irises look sculptural in my garden, next to the fig trees and under the fountain. Their beauty surprises me, blooming abundantly throughout the year. What joy!

  38. Elaine Pereira

    I did not inherit my mother’s green thumb nor the heaps of space she lovingly tended and cared for, but her passion for the beauty and graceful wonder she was able to coax to life in her difficult northern garden has found it’s way into my soul. Tenacious and yet so delicate, almost ephemeral at times, the colour, fragrance, movement and poetry of flowers is an appreciation I have gratefully been gifted. It stands to reason that my favourite would be one of her favourites: the hydrangea. The year she left us, the hydrangeas bloomed and bloomed big showy heads of brilliant white in her garden. They spoke to me of her that whole summer and still do wherever I encounter them. I love the hydrangea.

  39. Barbara Stevens

    Having never met a flower that I didn’t like, this was thought provoking.
    Lavender has always had me spellbound. The sight, scent, and even the flavor of this botanical beauty enchants me.
    A most evocative experience to be had in a single stem.

  40. A toss-up for me: love, love, love Lily of the Valley for their scent and when in bloom it truly means that spring has arrived! And, outside of Boston we certainly welcome that! Tied with Lily of the Valley are Lilacs – growing up we had them all over our backyard and we now have them in our yard lovingly planted by the original owners over 50 years ago. Both have scents that are out of this world!!
    p.s. missed you at Joanne Rossman’s — please come back!

  41. My favorite flower …..Rosa Climbing “Eden” aka: “Pierre de Ronsard”.
    I’ve been a gardener for 50 + years (Yikes). I remember planting my 6 Edens across the top of a 10 foot deep arbor with a moon gate 20 years ago. I was astonished with the first blooms, very fat ivory buds, with the tips of the petals dark pink. Then they started to open….and open….and open! Beautiful medium pink, the shape so stunning. Best of all, the blooms are usually on shorter stems that try to support their weight, but droop down a bit inside the arbor, inviting you to sniff. The scent is tart and crisp, not overwhelming. Indeed, she’s a show stopper, and a perfect entry to our collection of about 70 Old Garden Roses. Happy Summer !

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