Perfect Peonies

Some visions from childhood never leave us.

My paternal grandmother grew peonies in her flower garden.


I remember burying my nose in the huge blossoms and sniffing the delightful fragrance.

(Also remembered are the ants that crawled up my nose once, when I inhaled deeply. 

That was not pleasant and it made me do quite a dance around my grandmother's yard.)


 Now, hubs and I have peonies. 

They are white and deep magenta. 

They are so beautiful to look at and smell.

I love pink, too, and if I ever have the opportunity to get some of those, it won't be passed by.

Peonies are exquisite flowers but they go by fast so they must be enjoyed every moment they are here!

DO PEONIES GROW WHERE YOU LIVE?