Big, beautiful and blowsy, peony buds are promise incarnate. We wait, day after day, as they tease us with their slow unfurling. And then one morning, we wake to the petals shaking out like a ball gown of crinkled silk, scent filling the air. And life is good.
8 comments:
Beautiful image, Mary! The peonies are beautiful flowers.
we wake to the petals shaking out like a ball gown of crinkled silk, scent filling the air
poetry
xoxo
Amazing photo. You continue to be an inspiration with your gorgeous works of art. I dearly love peony's but we can't grow them here. You are so lucky to be able to grow them.
Carolyn/A Southerners Notebook
beautiful photo and beautiful description.
have a great weekend!
beautiful shot and even more beautiful words. even without seeing it, i could "see it"
Simply gorgeous!
xo Erin
Yep, I agree. So well put, too.
Mary, this is so lovely.....thank you for sharing....smiles.
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